
Leaving early.
The sun shining as I walked home through the park. It was so nice seeing a bright blue sky again.
Napping.
Leaving early.
The sun shining as I walked home through the park. It was so nice seeing a bright blue sky again.
Napping.
Seeing seals in the water.
Walking along the estuary, looking at birds in the sun.
Reading and napping in the sun and out of the wind.
A walk and then back to bed in the sunshine with Elliott napping next to me.
Restarting the weaving.
Old Enough. Bit weird but very cute.
A great almond croissant.
A nap. Then another one.
Watching the final three episodes of Too Hot To Handle with Jonny. It made the atmosphere a bit easier.
A very British sharing of the last breakfast bits.
Lying in the garden in the sun, reading and snoozing.
Getting a real bed upstairs and it feeling more like a real holiday.
Smelling the apple tree and it smelt like that apple smell that I didn’t think was real.
Giving Jo the trousers I made her and seeing how happy she was with them.
Started writing more for the book.
Reading Motherhood and napping on the sofa
A walk around the park catching the last of the autumn leaves.
Sean bought me cannoli. And we shared a dark hot chocolate.
Managing to sleep all through the morning to try and battle off this cold.
More orders. This time to Australia. My vulvas are going everywhere.
Going back to sleep after I woke up.
Reading reading reading. All day.
Good Girls. I watched the entire thing.
A scone with butter and jam.
The afternoon nap that I really really needed. So much so that I slept through the building work going on outside. That never happens.