Well, that's better. After a fairly unpleasant week, the weekend was a vast improvement.
By Friday, I had met all my work deadlines and then in the evening had an unexpected trip to the pub where son Joe was playing drums with Ivory Yardsale. Splendid stuff.
Jo Caulfield, who was hilarious.
Sunday was filled with a mixture of gentle pottering/potting while the sun was out and crosswords and sitting about when the sun was in. Brenda Blethyn in Vera was my evening's entertainment. It's a bit 'Look-out-here-comes-a-clue', but it's comfy stuff and I love the Northumbria scenery.
Now that the mood has lifted, I have great hopes for the week ahead. (Cue Fate rubbing her hands together...)