Happy

A heron in a tree and someone chucking a stick for a dog. It doesn't take much to make me happy. When you combine that with the fact that a pointless meeting was cancelled then everything was looking rosy. So, of course, I made myself go to the supermarket and while I was out the pug shat on the kitchen floor, again.

Still, Christmas lights up in the hall and the wood burning stove fired up for the first time this winter and all was well again. Mrs S returned from Leeds at the same time the kids came home from school and there was chat, warm sausage rolls, cheesy nachos and Home Alone in front of the fire. Ace.