Oh sweetheart...

The husband carefully waited until I was about halfway through dinner to tell me that one of my favourite jumpers had been through the wash. And not survived. Hard to show in the picture, but trust me, there is no way this will ever fit me again. 

Hard leaving home this morning to go to Cranfield, youngest still asleep and the eldest asking me not to go. 

Today I'm grateful for:
An interesting day of lectures (aside from the data bit, I find it very hard to make numbers tell me anything)
Home earlier than expected
Time to relax this evening