Mondays are so tiring. Today was no exception, but thankfully it passed swiftly and painlessly. I had perhaps the best croissant of my life. And there've been a few. Crisp in the right places. Soft in the right places. I got home on time. And I even managed to rustle up a healthy dinner of raw vegetables, quorn/turkey and pitta breads for the family. And in bed by 10pm. Firmly pinned down by cats.