Home time

Every time I got to London, I promise myself it's not going to be a rushed picture as I'm heading home... and what do we have.... 

I was in London for a couple of meetings, one of them where I was on a panel being grilled as to why we would make good trustee's of a charity.  There are always interesting questions and there are always questions that are 'interesting'. 

The eldest was sick last night (I'd got all excited about being asleep by 10), but that wasn't to be.  Right as rain as soon as it was over, but he still somehow managed to wheedle his way into our bed for the entire night.  The scamp. (the scamp smelling slightly of sick).   The day has felt like an uphill battle for the most part - although I got the gym between meetings and felt on top of the world since...