Good morning. It is white outside. Not arctic but more than enough to build a snow person.
I rolled over in bed last night........and fell out. This woke me up, and Mrs P. At 3.30 #1 sp began to cry. I settled her but by then I was wide awake. I managed to grab a couple of rather stiff hours on the sofa. I can hear her mooching about upstairs. It's time I stopped playing dead and joined in.
When I'm nackered I think do I want to do this? I'm nackered this morning. Then I remember what she said to me last night:
"Granddad, will you cuddle me till I go to sleep." Love and trust. What more could I want?