It's been one of those days.  Grey and damp outside and grey and damp inside too.  Poor CNN had to mark exams from nine to three and as for me, I don't know.  There were tears in the supermarket yesterday (we were having people over for dinner and I had convinced myself they didn't like me) - the slipping of summer into autumn and then winter is not a change I handle well.

We had a two hour window between CNN finishing his schoolwork and the start of the Formula 1 (critical, I know).  A walk to the shops to get supplies for dinner was about the grandest plan we could muster, so off we went.  Each wanted to spend time with the other but we ended up in a bit of a grump.

We're all good now, especially with my realisation that words are not always the answer (which seems like a very silly thing to write in blog which is a word-driven medium).  This is a hard truth for someone who has fallen as passionately for language as I have, but cuddles, kisses on temples and just being together are some of the sweetest words I know.