Washing, shopping, gardening, coffee and almond croissant out with brother, lunch with Harry, visit to parents, home again, now time to read paper. Except the Guardian is full of "love" stuff today, and it is a long time until Valentines.
(While I was out having a coffee our usually quiet leafy street was the scene of drama, apparently some people accosted the stand in postman, who had not been delivering mail to anyone with a dog; there was fisticuffs and police, but it all returned to quiet by the time I came home!).