After scraping Mr SC out of bed this morning and cooking sausage and bacon rolls for breakfast, he was a sweetie and fixed my kitchen tap while I tidied up the conservatory. I fixed the tap last time, so I think he wanted to prove that he could do it just as well as I could. I think it helped that I had loosened all the nuts last time! 

I carried on tidying while he watched the Grand Prix, and then we made an emergency dash to Tesco, which I have been putting off for a couple of weeks. They had sweet williams, and my roses from the garden have died, so I popped a bunch in the trolley. Now, with food in the cupboard and a tidy conservatory, I can sit and craft the evening away. Perfect.