• Waking up as Jesse clambered into bed with us just before 7am.
• Sleeping a little longer.
• Feeling under the weather.
• Eventually heading downstairs for tea and early morning cuddles on the sofa.
• Watching the children eat bowls of cereal as I tried to muster up the energy to prepare a proper breakfast.
• Sending Mr. LA out for bacon.
• Mixing up the batter for fluffy corn and chilli pancakes.
• Devouring a huge breakfast and jumping in the shower.
• Gently persuading the children to get dressed.
• Hating how run down and tired I look at the moment.
• Liberally applying makeup in an attempt to disguise my fatigue.
• Saying goodbye to Mr. LA and wishing he wasn’t off to London without us.
• Bundling up against the cold and heading outside.
• Buying treats at the corner shop before riding the bus into town.
• Hopping off at the quay and slowly making our way up Park Street.
• Ducking into Jamie’s Italian for lunch. This was our first visit and I really enjoyed the food. The £5 dessert platter was particularly impressive!
• Walking a little further up the hill towards the Bristol Museum.
• Following the children as they darted enthusiastically from one exhibit to the next.
• Stepping back outside just as the rain began to ease off.
• Picking up a bottle of my favourite shower gel in L’Occitane.
• Browsing Blackwells and helping Izzy spend her Birthday money on a book of Greek legends.
• Window shopping in Cath Kidston.
• Playing hide and seek on College Green.
• Guiding two sleepy children on to the bus.
• Dashing back to the house as the heavens opened once more.
• Warming up with a mug of tea and making a start on dinner.
• Roasting butternut squash with garlic and rosemary before blitzing it into a sauce for spaghetti.
• Bathing the children, reading bedtime stories and giving goodnight kisses.
• Feeling more and more unwell.
• Somehow managing to finish my Saturday Short.
• Collapsing on the sofa and binge watching more episodes of The Good Wife on Netflix.
• Draging myself upstairs to bed.
• Listening to the storm rage outside.
• Guiding a sleepwalking Jesse back to bed.
• Finally drifting off.
• Waking up to the sound of rain lashing against my bedroom window.
• Scooping Jesse up in my arms after he ran into my room terrified of the howling wind.
• Wishing I could stay in bed all day.
• Reluctantly heading downstairs to make breakfast.
• Going about my morning in a daze, wishing I didn’t feel quite so rotten.
• Coaxing the children into their clothes and preparing to leave the house.
• Enduring a trip to Clarks to buy the children new shoes. Fastest way to spend £134.
• Meeting Mr. LA in Wagamamas for lunch.
• Slurping noodles, sipping diet coke and catching up on the last 24 hours.
• Depositing Izzy at her drama class and meandering from shop to shop.
• Splurging on new skincare in SpaceNK.
• Browsing another book shop and treating Jesse to Flip-O-Saurus.
• Heading home to finish my chores and make a lazy Sunday dinner of Linda McCartney’s pies, Aunt Bessie’s Yorkshire puds and Mr. Bisto’s gravy.
• Letting the children wear their PJs to supper.
• Relishing the taste of roast potatoes.
• Eating too much.
• Putting the children to bed and sensing I won’t be too far behind them.

Love Audrey xxx