Gold sofa day

A day at home. Feeling in the need of a day doing little. The cats no respecters of people who went to bed very late. Spoke to Mum, who'd had a difficult day yesterday, and then had a leisurely breakfast. Mainly a lazy day after a flurry of sorting things out this morning. Watched a movie this afternoon called The First Wives Club from the nineties, which was fairly perfect for a rainy Sunday afternoon. Lorraine packing to go up to Scotland tomorrow morning, and we made fisherman's pie for dinner. All well. To bed.