Cuddles in the big bed this morning with Lucia.
The sun! See, it does exist.
Strolling along the Thames River Walk.
The tranquility in SW London today, with no planes flying overhead (although I feel for everyone affected by the airport shutdowns).
Watching Big Sis devour her first ice lolly.
The way she waved and said ‘Hi’ to everyone we passed.
Managing to hail a Black Cab on a Fulham FC match day. Miracles can happen!
Big Sis’s pure delight to find a ‘Timmy Time’ magazine in W.H Smith.
Discovering she’d raided the clean washing basket, and had four pairs of my knickers wrapped around her legs.
Reading this list…

















Only 4 pairs of knickers? (snigger)
It probably would have been a lot more, if I hadn’t caught her mid-knicker raid!!!