Good morning from a chilly Bristol. Didn’t it rain/blow yesterday?
I took the bus as usual to DD’s to join them for dinner and arrive wet through. My boots were wringing wet as was my hair. Fortunately, I was wearing a skirt, which although wet, wasn’t as unpleasant wet as trousers would have been.
Iris was very out of sorts and also seems very unhappy at school. She can’t articulate what’s wrong and I have encouraged DD to get the Y7 counsellor who is trained to try to unpick her problems.
DSiL, also very unhappy in his job, has resigned from the end of January. Echoes of DH at about the same age, my children were much of an age too.
Spanish this morning. DGD has a concert in my church with the Bristol youth choir, so Iris and DD are dining here. Food is always a problem with my DGD s as they are impossibly fussy, as well as the family being vegetarian. I’m making wraps with lots of different fillings, so she can choose.
Hope all is well for everyone. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩