What a mother. Up earlier than I wanted to go and do biology revision with the big one. No shower or breakfast for me just to ensure I was there on time - only to find her still in pjs. So she had to revise first and dress later.

Afternoon of more sorting followed by a joint afternoon kip and a lovely early dinner.

Sunday nights can involve a strange hour of departures and welcomes for me as my life flips over from one state to the other...