All the best things happened this morning.

I got through an entire coffee without it going cold first. The red in my hair stopped looking brassy-Jessica-rabbit-like and looked more Rossetti-like. My favourite mittens fell out of an old rolled up jumper (I thought I’d left them in London). I felt content that a recently strained friendship was last night put back onto the path of happiness and good-will. The sun was pretty this morning, and when I walked past a toddler running-stumbling in the park who raised her hand to shade her face, there were tiger stripes on her cheeks from where the sun leaked through her fingers. And I remembered to set the heater in my office last night, so by the time I got to work it was toasty warm.

Not a bad start to the day!

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