Yesterday I had a lazy hour or so late afternoon sitting with my girl as we listened to her latest tunes. I can't stop singing this of monkeys and men one. It's very uplifting and we were doing a kind of 'Gregory's girl' dance on the sofa with a little leg kick at the appropriate moments. I was aware of how precious the time with her on my own was and soaked up every last morsel.

I've hardly seen her today and as it's tomorrow she leaves I imagine we will be right down the pecking order of people to hug goodbye, although at least we will be the last. I have so enjoyed the female company albeit fleeting sometimes. The chance to remark on something that girls just get and boys let fly over their heads, has been lovely.

My Photoshop package arrived yesterday too. Now that is exciting, and I look forward to soon being able to go through tutorial after tutorial until I know so much and yet so little that I am bored. Perhaps I may even be able to show you some of my enhanced images, then again I may be back asking how. I am particularly keen to see how many of my wrinkles I can remove and then how to apply that to all the house mirrors. These are next weeks tasks, when everything has settled a little.

I caught mother up a ladder today. I had suggested I couldn't get out till Monday to take down her decorations. I knew that wouldn't please her and the guilt preyed on my mind a bit. I phoned, she was breathless, she had tried to get up to the loft and I had interrupted her! There is nothing that makes me jump higher or faster than my bloody mother not realising her limitations. Her decorations are down now and the ladder tucked away where hopefully she won't be able to get at it. My decorations however are still up.