Sunday syndrome strikes again...

It's been yet another grey and miserable day - when are we going to get a run of beautiful Spring days? The house was awash with laundry this morning as we changed beds and put some throws in the machine. I also put a colour on my hair, and I was mightily glad when I had finished two hated chores!

We had Friday's leftover Chinese for lunch before Sophie and I drove to the carwash in Kingsthorpe to tackle filthy Olive. Yesterday, I had followed two old Land Rovers that had liberally splattered the front of the car with what looked like manure! Horrible! She was well overdue for a good wash, and I was determined to get her cleaned today!

There was a long queue, and it took us an hour to get through, but she was back to her lovely white self afterwards. Now we just need to take the VW in for a cleaning!

Once Olive was all shiny again, I drove to the care home to see Mum for a little while. She kept thinking that today was Mother's Day, but it's next weekend. The care home has a little event planned in the afternoon, so I'm hoping we can go to that.

Back home, we both felt a bit glum, so we decided that from now on, we'll try to do something cheerful on a Sunday afternoon! We played Scrabble with a David McCloskey cocktail, and I narrowly beat Sophie for once!

Dinner was easy chicken burgers, and then it was time for a new episode of Shetland! We had sneaked the last episode of the previous series in yesterday!