Pink juice, walk, and small things.

1) Good friends visit. And it’s a good visit (despite two of the children both managing to knock a cup of blackcurrant juice all over my sofa within the space of an hour…  Thankfully child number three was too small to emulate them!).

2) A walk in the cold crisp autumn afternoon sunshine.

3) Sometimes, it is the simple, the small, the quiet things that matter the most. I have a headache (no doubt in part owing to the hour of physio on my neck yesterday). A hot cup of tea soothes. A soft sofa comforts. A child’s touch rubbing my neck relaxes.