Us four, doing stuff, together.

Fate transpired to give me three days off this Easter and just one day off with Dave and the kids. No wild walkabouts and adventures that Facebook memories keep reminding me of Easters past. A week of gallavanting would have been good medicine.

But today we were all in the same Doric zone so it was a walk then a picnic in a sitootery in the freezing weather in between hail and snow, followed by a cinema trip to see the Jungle Book. By night-time, they had all been pulled into their different routines again. But the day was ours. As for next year, fate can get te! We will have the week off!