Nursery guilt

Had nursery guilt today. Put Squidge in for an unplanned day. She seemed pretty happy to be going and didn't cry when I left her but the guilt hung over me all day, all the same.

Spent the day sat in the window of a Chorlton coffee shop with my laptop working. Got lots done fuelled by many cups of peppermint tea and coffee.

Angus went into work for a few hours (grrrr). He just won't listen. But to be fair he does seem slightly brighter and at least he's not doing the evil night shifts (which seem to be the killers).

He picked Squidge up on his way home (see pic). I was in my office and as the bedroom window was open I could hear them coming up the street. "We want Mummy, we want Mummy" came her cries!!! Laptop firmly slammed shut and I took the stairs two at a time!