Quiet Time

We went away last week for a few days during half term, to Scotland, with friends. Three days of glorious weather and picnics. Also: a run of late nights meaning I had to come back and lie in a darkened room. Which I did for, ooh, all of five minutes before somebody was asking me one of the many, many questions a mother has to field during half term. So, apologies for not popping any wine recommendations up here last week but I’m hoping the double quantities of the previous week’s bagnums were enough to keep you going. Then again…