Domestic God

So I’d offered to sit in at Ruby’s flat today so she didn’t have to miss half a day at work waiting for the broadband guys to turn up.

I figured I could work at her place and catch up on some reading. The window for them to arrive was between 1pm and 6pm so, of course, they turned up at 5.45pm just as Ruby arrived home.

Never mind, I managed to get some work done, do some reading, replenish her fridge and wash up four days worth of dirty pots, pans, mugs and plates. And grab a blip.

Later, we went to Nonna’s and I reminded them that we used to eat in their old restaurant way before Ruby was even born.