Courtesans and Fishcakes

And a nice cup of tea.

I wish I could bottle the feeling of taking a book off the shelf which has been waiting patiently, the musty smell of previously-enjoyed and too long-forgotten, and the joy of those first pages where you get to know the author for the first time and decide that yes, s/he'll do very nicely.

Back to work today and firmly away from feeling sorry for myself - which is all the mystery virus was I think. The boys are having a splendid and special time with their grandparents which doesn't happen often enough.

I also got a lovely card in the post from my tutor. I'm going to AMAZE her this year. She won't know what's hit her.