Pretty good day on the whole, went to a village summer fayre, went to the park and enjoyed being with the kids.
Now at home, alone, listening to music and feeling a bit down about getting cross with my little boy earlier. Not that it wasn’t warranted, but telling him he couldn’t watch the 2nd half of Scotland v England as a consequence broke his little heart which, in turn, broke mine. Hate having to be a hard-line Dad from time to time. But, needs must. It’s going to haunt me for the rest of the evening though.