Phew!

We ran out of Yorkshire tea over the weekend, but luckily I had my emergency stash! My stash, however, was critically low until the Ocado man came this evening. All is now well with the world - my little world anyway.

Back at it today. ZQ was in deep despair, but seems to have had his enthusiasm reignited by after school rugby training. Noo is very excited to go back to school. He arrived in our bed sometime in the early hours and I didn't get properly back to sleep. Knowing that I'd have to do extra ice scraping on my car, and not wanting my alarm to wake him, I got out of bed before 5.30am. He almost leapt out behind me!! Not only did I have to deal with his needs - "I'm cold, I need the telly on, I'm a little bit hungry...." but I discovered a leak under the kitchen sink and had to wake GravyC.

If I thought I'd get some peace this evening, I was wrong. My little 'cling on' has followed me everywhere, with a running commentary about his latest battle. Love him though I do, I was quite pleased when he was finally asleep in the trench.