It's been a morning of mundane tasks. Amanda took Callum to a playgroud with EV so I spent the time vacuuming, then cooking, then attending to laundry. All very mundane things. The thing is that it's doing those things here that makes it home. A good feeling to realise that the parish already feels like home.

In light of that fact, here is a photo of part of my parish, this is just down the road from the Jolly Sailor pub.

More mundanity this afternoon as Peter and Sandy are coming round for dinner and the house is still in something of a state.