.... so to get me back into the swing of things, another 3 beautiful things post...
1. I'm having a lie-in, alternately dozing and reading my book. Downstairs I can hear the Lovely Husband washing dishes and doing laundry. Just at the point at which my guilt overwhelms me and I decide to get up and help, he arrives in the bedroom with a cup of tea and tacit permission to laze a while longer.
2. My dad, with whom I have a complicated and painful relationship and who is now bedridden and dying of cancer, holds my hand and squeezes it whenever his strength allows. The things I thought I needed to say - and hear - turn out to be unnecessary.
3. Prawns in a crispy, chilli-laden tempura batter.