Three beautiful things most days.
1. Both children are off sick, so we all have a lie-in, warm in the dark, and don't get up until full daylight.
2. I work to a writing prompt -- first time in ages.
3. On my lunch tray, blood orange slices and chocolate biscuits.
1. I start to say no because I've already eaten breakfast and I don't want the work of cooking French toast for everyone else -- but...
