Unexpected

As much as we enjoy a short break, there is nothing quite like sleeping in your own bed. With Zoe on holiday this week, there was no need to get up early, so I lazed in bed until seven-fifteen. Our side was grey and damp, though there was no rain. At the appointed time, I went around to Zoe's to join the walk to school. 

There was no walk this morning. We had a  busy morning planned. The first item on the agenda was to collect Jasper from the cattery. Mark had clearly looked after him well and he seemed reluctant to get into his carrier for the trip home (Jasper, that is, not Mark). With Jasper back in the bosom of the family, we grabbed the shopping list and raided both Sainsbury's and the petrol station. By the time everything was packed away, it was lunchtime.

We had a quiet hour or two with our Kindles until Di went around to see Zoe, and the pair of them collected Ellie from school.

We settled down for a quiet dinner and evening. The phone rang. It was Ellie. Zoe was being sick, and could Ellie come and stay with us? She is a little paranoid about getting sick at this time of year, and seemed quite upset. I told her to pack her bag for the night and bring her swimming things for the morning, then call when she was ready. Di went to collect her while I started on dinner. Let's just hope Zoe is feeling better in the morning.