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Is there a greater sight to return home to (especially at the start of a half term week) than a book delivery through your post box? No there isn’t.

Today in school it was like herding fleas. It’s probably just end of half-term fever but concentration levels in the young people was zero. Added to that the fact that we were supposed to be building a bug hotel in a bit of the local cemetery only to find that there was a burial of ashes happening at the same time. Cue a very swift change of plan.

A lovely walk with Grace at the end of the day to celebrate the half term holidays.

I feel like I should be doing something significant to celebrate, but I mostly spent the evening lying on my bed, eating minstrels.