The novelty of a properly rainy day: jumpers, consoling cups of tea, more TV than I’d probably admit to to other parents, sandals as poor footwear choice, a hot bath... that sort of thing.
Also my youngest behaving like a wild cat during a meeting (I got it to be fair), the excitement of a long awaited fence arriving, plasterers on stilts, fishfingers for tea, cosy car journeys as the rain pelted down. A normal, very normal, day. With highs and lows and everything in between.
And obviously a melancholy photo because I’m not quite friends with my smile yet. •