When the night, has come, and the way is dark

Oh dearie me. 

that was a tough one. 

Himself and I had a very quiet night last night, Dinner,  - potatoes and cheese, cuppa coffee and bed. 

Then at 3.30 all hell broke loose.  He went to the loo, then I asked him very kindly to leave the loo, and then he went back.  Thirty minutes later we repeated the same process.  And an hour later, and forty minutes after that.   

We lay in bed until one today.   Exhausted and toiletted out. 

We got up very gingerly, and showered and brushed our hair, and sat on the sofa for another hour. 

And sat.  

And sat. 

We spoke to Tooli who was in Swindon...

And chatted to the kids. 

And sat some more. 

We took a little drive around sunset. 

Look at the sky. 

It's magnificent, and this wasn't the best bit. 

But by the time the best bit came - we were back on the sofa.