It has been a funny old week. It didn’t work out at all how I had planned. You know how it is – you plan a little post-Easter visiting because the visiting team are mostly not visiting these days. And a little catching up and planning dates for the diary, and some work with the little people in preparation for big things with the bishop. Of course, a broken boiler (which resulted in 3 days stuck in waiting) and a new pussy cat put paid to all of that. Throw in a sick papa on the day off and you will see why nothing that was planned actually happened. There’s pro-active and there’s reactive and this week was definitely the latter.
My plan is to forget it actually happened and start all over again tomorrow.