A gentle start; but slowly the need to tidy and clean overtook, so I tackled the bathroom then gave the hoover an extended workout; and finally - carrot and coriander soup, chilli, meatballs & goulash and a couple of fish pies. Well, that's the kids' lunch sorted out. 
And to the dentist; ordered a bike for Tom for Christmas (and realised I'd missed the Wedding Present at the Belle Angele the previous evening - arse - the prospect of seeing My Favourite Dress performed live again was very appealling)
And so to school and the little dahlings; off home we went for a quiet afternoon before we headed out later; to Asda and then to collect her from the station - she'd been to Stirling to meet her mum and collect presents for the birthday boy; so we ferried her home, laden with bags.
I fed the boys and we wrapped presents and blew up balloons. 

We finally exited around 7.30 and proceeded through the bath / bed thing and finally I'm alone on the sofa with a glass of wine and George Best getting a slightly noisy airing. "You can't say it doesn't really matter, this isn't TV, he isn't William Shatner"