Lovely Sunday

Fairly quiet weekend in the Bergman household. I am still alive and Adrian was not cross with me about the tyre. He didn't really have a leg to stand on really as he had admitted that he had driven the wrong way down a one-way street just the night before, so i did have that to hold against him!

A delicious lamb roast a la Adrian is filling the house with gorgeous smells as i type; i have a good book, good wine, worn out children and a roaring log fire.....it's a good sunday afternoon. In fact it's been a lovely Sunday all round; if only every Sunday could be like this.

I got to lie in bed this morning with a (good strong English) cuppa and my book, then had a lovely chat on the phone to Emma which cheered me up no end for many reasons :) We then had a lovely morning at the park in Panmure basin, and the kids and i had morning tea under the shelter while it rained. Then the kids played with the little boy next door all afternoon and Sam and Ivan came to visit just before, so it's been all fab.

Hoping the coming week holds fewer insults and mishaps!