Silence is golden …

Things have been a little quieter on the Home Front today. It got slightly tense this morning, because the Boy said he’d bring my car back first thing (the other being at the garage – MOT – eek, don’t ask) but we forgot that his idea of first thing (11.30am) is different to ours (8.30am latest). So we had zero transport and masses of outside-the-village things to do. They had to go by the board, and the afternoon was spent with me periodically taking cups of tea out to the garage where they were working on his project, tentatively asking “All going well?” before beating a hasty retreat. I assume the silence meant there was nothing to complain about, rather than them not speaking to each other …

Me? I sat at the computer and Donked.