Flowers in a bucket, all class I am. I bought them yesterday, to take to my aunties and grandmother at morning tea today (Mother's Day). They mother me quite a bit, even though I'm 35 and a grown woman. We had a big mess of eggs and toast and corn fritters and pots of tea, then a round of kitchen dancing while we all did the dishes. The usual wonderful.
This afternoon I found a bit of time to finish my book on the front step, autumn afternoon light and a dark ale. I have quite a bit of work to do this evening, but a pot of soup on and some Sam Cooke vinyl should get me through.