Ahh bliss...silence. MrV is away for the weekend and First Born is in his bed (and so far has not fallen out), and I have the livingroom to myself apart from the cats who are lurking about somewhere.
The weather has suddenly changed. We've been lucky up to now and had beautiful autumnal weather, I think like the rest of the Northern Hemisphere; and now it is baltic. And I keep forgetting this and going out without my warm winter coat or even a jumper, and then freezing my arse off. And trying to keep a coat on First Born is almost impossible - it must be the Scottish blood in him!