Pancakes

Sunday. Slept late. Left over rice, fried, and pancakes for brunch. Thought hard about doing something productive, but settled for watching the synchronised swimming. Now there's a strange thing. Now I'm feeling bad because Monday morning is just round the corner, and I have wasted the day.

Here is Hannah, aged 7, tossing pancakes. Her sister, Elsie, also aged 7, can do it too, but I've already blipped her. For some reason they decided it was easier without their glasses on?