Have a Heart

We don't do Valentine's day round these parts...Marc wished me happy valentine's day over breakfast this morning and I was as surprised by him speaking to be before 9.00 am as I was him remembering it was today.

Anyway, here's a heart from the baking drawer.

Tuesday passed without incident, except for the old lady at the UPS collection point in the local newsagent who couldn't work her little tracking machine. In the end, after a lot of polite sighing and asking if everything was ok, I practically wrestled the machine out of her wizened hands and then typed in the tracking number in myself. She seemed quite grateful for the help.