First rose

Sneaky little thing, I hadn’t noticed it until today flowering behind other stuff.

Solid day of lots of work, the majority of which high on other people’s agenda, not mine. Happily, the Thursday flying Norfolk visit is no more.

Will has nothing to report from his day at school. Until we sat down to dinner when he shared he had been hit in the face with a cricket bat and it hurt to eat. He managed to get all his beloved spaghetti bolognese down though and a mini magnum so am not too worried.

And Daisy has gone for an evening drive with her friend. Just how I used to spend my evenings at her age.