A not quite unremarkable day

Today was planned to be easy - some reading, catching up with a friend over coffee, a bit of laundry, swimming. One small change from the norm - I opened my handbag for parking cash to find a child-size pair of Princess shoes in there. hmmmm. Sometimes I miss the days when my handbag was my own and the only surprise in there would be a unopened tube of Polos. My sister tells a story of how when checking in for a flight she realised that one of her pockets (or it may have been her handbag) contained a son's toy gun. I suppose I'm getting off lightly with yellow heels.

Anyway, it's Friday tomorrow and I'm back to the farm. Hurray.