Bad lettres

A day of feeling slightly stunned by routine after a weekend of too little sleep and too much fun.

Also stunned by the oven-like heat... Only one more hot day to go, I am told, which is a very fine thing. (Watch this space for me complaining that it's too cold to garden any day now.)

This morning I managed to get up to date with the Archers trial before any internet activity (spoilers are everywhere!) Later lots of planning for an upcoming trip, then the usual fetching and carrying of kids, a basketball party, and a late return home to find Mr B thrashing TallGirl at French scrabble.