A day when very little happened

Finally came to the end of the NZ work I had to do – at least until the next batch comes in – so was, from noon on, at a loose end. Mrs Ottawacker still sick, so I busied myself with housework, and made sure dinner was ready for Ottawacker Jr when he got in. Then some more of The Graveyard Book, and off he went to football. A quiet day – but none the worse for that.
 
Picked him up from football, exhausted after a fitness session, then home.