Late again 

Late again, 30+hours booked, in a week with two days off… Can’t work out whether that is great or awful…

But tomorrow… Tomorrow I will have the day with the biggest pickle, and I am looking forward to it. And we will have spooky fun with all pickles at the end of the day – lakeside walk and spooky stories courtesy of the amazing National Trust.

So I may be late again, but I’ve been smiling on my commute home, listening to Florence and the Machine (I think I might love her), catching up on all my social media trash, and thinking how lucky I am to have the hubby I do.

Nothing is perfect, but he manages to make everything just that little bit easier / funnier / calmer / better…

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