Washed out

I blame Leila and Dicon. I think they blame us. Still, we had a lovely time. And today feels like Sunday: that's how rarely we go out on a Friday night!

After picking the children up from their sleepover we came back home and did a bit of shopping in town, now we are home for Dr Who, wine, and an early night. And then tomorrow will be real Sunday, how fab.

The picture? Not even mine, Ben took it when I sent him out into the garden with my camera to get him out from under my feet for five minutes.