After a lovely sunny start to the week Thursday went rainy and miserable and so did my mood. I saw the house of my dreams and nearly cried. I couldn't cope with Tai chi in the church (which has sadly now stopped) and I had to uproot Fergus and Freddie from their drawing to go visiting a friend, who wasn't in, and be entertained by her Irish dad and x who was moving out! (quite a surreal expreience: 'sure, come in and have a cup of tea, anyway'). Freddie wouldn't get out of the car: "are those two guys still in there?"

So we went to see the house and the boys liked it and I put in an offer (!) (now accepted!!) and went round for hearty soup and cake at Tanya's, round the corner from the house. This did cheer me up a bit, as did Charlotte's party, especially when the rain cleared and she lit candles and a fire in the garden.