Roast chicken, mashed potatoes, yorkshire puddings, peas and gravy

cos he says I need comfort food after my, erm, challenging day!

Scarlett is up and down – spots still coming out (I now understand that expression about not fitting a pin head between them 🙁 ), has a slight temperature and is veering between clingy and ratty. She finally went to sleep (but is still muttering and fitful and I don’t expect it to last) at 8.30pm.

Davies is trying really hard bless him – he told me today when he heard me agreeing with Scarlett that ‘we don’t like pox’ that he ‘did like them actually because when he had them everyone was really nice and kind to him and when Scarlett annoyed him she got shouted at!’. Bit of a heartwrencher that eh?

Have spent most of the day sat on the floor with one child sitting behind me on the sofa offering cuddles on demand and the other sitting with her head in my lap, laptop to one side doing odd bits and pieces of work, Legoland trip details, sorting out a gas bill which is still cocked up from the crossover of previous tennant, us moving back (why does that seem to confuse everyone so much – we always owned the house, we lived in it for 8 years, moved out for two and a half and then moved back in again), taking to Jenny about WAG group, getting some prices for hall hire and generally tending to the poorly.

Somewhere in the middle I went from small scale sniffles to full on cold 🙁 and my own tummy is doing a fair bit of churning which I am ignoring as I don’t have time to be poorly! Washing machine is still there but has not been doing washing or other communications today – thinking about capitalising on it’s powers with some sort of ebay based business 😉