Generations have trod, have trod, have trod *

Up and down today, like the weather. Sarah's birthday, but she and D are in Japan.

Eldest Son rolled home in a taxi as Youngest Son and I left for town - he is off on a week's music course in St Andrew's.

So I spent the morning out and about. Indulged in some retail therapy (Loch Arthur food)

Arrived home to find Eldest Son on the doorstep in his underpants, holding out the phone to me. 'It's for you..' It was Sarah. Lovely.

* GENIUS