I know a cafe where the food is brilliant, view is wonderful and the service is wonderful. You can come too. Don't forget to bring your imagination.

Right now I'm loving Sunday Dinners - the sort that require no planning just a bit of what ever is in the fridge and of course toast. When I asked Little E what she wanted for dinner, she leant in close and whispered in my ear "dippy eggs" so that's what we had* - soft boiled eggs with toast and wedges.

Growing up, Sunday dinners were always some form of cheese on toast, possibly in front of quality TV like "A Dog's Show". I used to imagine that one of our dogs was good enough to star. Could you even imagine dog trials on TV now? i guess, it's like some form of rural reality TV.

*Wedges can make for a pretty cool gluten free dipping alternative when pressed too.

I'm loving the dizzy giddiness of clothes-lines on a sunny morning. Watching my kids spin faster and faster and making little fairy circles on our lawn is so much fun. It makes me just want to join in before one of them goes spinning off in a different direction.

Right now, daphne is making me smile. Small sprigs, in unexpected places. Resurrecting broken china cups.

It is nice to be reminded of what artificial air freshners* are aspiring to. Unsuspecting window sills in those functional rooms of the house, now sport their own little tea cups of lemony daphne.

* not my favourite thing and certainly not in our home.