Home Time

Rainy, cold, dark. Bus delayed, then slow, slow, slow. Almost home, then messages from N. He forgot his car key. Off bus, dart across busy road, back on bus in other direction. Collect car, collect N and the Bug. Back through slow traffic with crying, hungry almost-toddler. Home, food, bed for Bug. 

Got a miserable cold too. Feeling sorry for myself? Yep, a wee bit. But enough of that.