treedom

A 3 hour meeting robbed me of both elevenses and lunch. Uncool. But then a pal swung by for an afternoon walk and I forgot how hangry I was for an hour. When I returned, I naturally ate all the food I could find and then finished my working day in a state of carb-addled remorse. These things happen.

Gratefuls:

1. Bedtime loveliness with Isaac (who had been a right mardy one with his Dad for the rest of the evening);
2. Absolute quiet for half an hour with no meetings and no noisy residents chez Bulli;
3. Salmon and buttery new potatoes with greens. And Antony putting up with my favourite tea regularly.