(In Parenthesis

Haven’t had one of these in a while.

A tidy desk is a sign of a tidy mind.

This book is falling apart. I think we probably got it for Jack; it was certainly one of Edward’s favourites. It’s now Katie’s top bedtime story and has been for a while. She can recite it along with me. I have a pavlovian response to it now: there’s a bit in it where a tiger yawns and I always – and I mean every single time – find myself involuntarily yawning at the same point.

Happy 60th birthday (for Monday), big sis!

My empty trolley in Asda on the feast of the Annunciation. Unfortunately they were right out of swan.

School dinner.

Why do people do  that?

My lovely horse

My bedcovers: pretty much all I’ve seen today, or indeed yesterday.

Soup? It must be bad.