There are many things I *should* be doing now: unpacking, laundry, cleaning the bathroom, to name but a few. But I am taking a bit of time today to just relax in the quiet and the warmth. The fire is on, the cat is on my lap, I have a pot of tea and my Kindle to keep me company. The housework can wait just a little bit longer. It will all get noisier again come 3pm when I go to pick up first the boy then the man, whose car battery was as dead as a dodo this morning, so I think I’m allowed to indulge myself a little, wouldn’t you agree?