All the pretty

That’s what the solstice does, v lovely pictures knocking around today from all over the country.

Last day at work today although I feel duty bound to join a meeting next week. First time since I was an aeroplane cleaner at Gatwick when I was 18 that I have considered any element of working in the festive period. Just one meeting though.

We made origami, ate kfc, drank sherry (just me) and Jay and Daisy discussed politics. I managed to get everyone to leave the room when I discovered some mothers do have em on bbc2. I love that programme.