The Way Forward

Swimming torture over, and it was even OK. Yaaaayy! I am a swimmer!

Today has been a talkabout-it-therapy day, so I have drunk a lot of tea & coffee as well as managing to slip in some cake along the way.

It seems the world shifts a bit for most people when their kids leave home. For some it's time to put out the bunting and strike up the band, for others it's a time to reflect and think about how we felt at that age and where we are now.

For me this obviously means are the cakes better these days? and the answer has to be yes. And I don't remember having cappucinos until some time in my 20s (30s?) so I am clearly doing a lot better now than I was then.

I also have good friends who are there to prop me up when I wobble and who share stories that make me laugh out loud [do you know, it's not just my mum who tells her daughter off, despite our ages].

So I know where my future lies... here's to friends and cake!