Saturday night's all right...
Tem pm Saturday night. Husband away doing blokey things. I have a movie on in the background “Julie and Julia”, a glass if pinot gris on the bedside table. It’s been an afternoon and evening of pottering. Apparently pottering is good for oestrogen. Not sure who comes up with this stuff, but anyway. I did find myself with two hours to myself with children venturing off in spate directions. The better part of the evening has been taken up with ironing and listening to TED seminars; happy in my own head and world. The kids given a few hours glued to various media; Playstation and TV. The day started early. My cat is proving himself to be quite the predator. Most nights he comes in to prance around my bedroom bragging about whichever small animal he has captured for my gratification. This morning at about 4am, the familiar proud mewl woke me. Half asleep, I dealt with the poor creature, left limp and lifeless behind my bedroom door and crawled back into bed. It wasn’t until a f