What a difference...

...the clock change makes! This from the Weim walk tonight just before eight o’clock.

A fairly relaxed Sunday. Church and Sunday Club with the wee fella. The minister was looking for a helper this morning, someone to wear a crown...of course the Fangler obliged! I sat taking deep breaths, drawing him the odd look when his enthusiasm as a King was beginning to take hold and occasionally gesticulating when he was ignoring the looks...lol! He actually wasn’t that bad...the worst was probably when he was getting into character and proclaimed, “Off with their heads!” Not very Christian is it:-)

After Church some household admin, sorting out the miscellaneous expenses..Scout Scottish Uniform to sort out for the Rooster going to Jambor-ie in July, sporran, flashes and socks sorted...still the kilt to sort. Rowing kit for the Rooster! Senior prom ticket for Es...allotment rent. All the things not in the monthly outgoing schedule. Sticking them in and working out where the cash is coming from.

After all of that MrR, the wee fella and I took ourselves into the town for a coffee and a read of our books. We had missed our usual date yesterday:-)

Grateful for a day of sorting and with family.