Pensive

After a late night, it's useful to have day at home; rolled over at 8, laptop on, started work.

Met for lunch in Leaf, she kindly brought broccoli bacon leftover soup - tasty! (it always rankles that her soup is soooo much better than mine) and I brought bread; we had a dazed half hour of distracted chat.

Shopped on the way home, then a typical Thursday night (boys, bath bed)

Long talk with their Maw about the boys. Depressingly predictable. Found a leaflet with 'I want to be a child, not someone you confide in like an adult' Struck a chord.