Change of plan

Eve was supposed to be playing football so I had shaved, showered and wrapped up in every base layer I have when it became apparent she was too ill to turn up and play. So, change of plan, I dragged the whippet out along the riverbank in very cold and blustery weather.

Later on Eve was feeling a bit better and so we baked bread and watched the football together while Mrs S and Ruby watched inappropriate TV in the other room.

Joe is just back from his sleepover looking shattered so it's time for sausage casserole, homework and then pack them off to bed early.