I Spy..... A Tree.

Yesterday was Mother's Day, and as Mother's Days go, I did fairly well out of it. From my two children I collectively received 5 cards, three presents, one picture, breakfast in bed and tea in a pub. Not bad.

Due to a laundry malfunction during the week (I forgot to do any), much of the day was spent stuffing assorted piles of clothes into the washing machine, taking them out again and then stuffing them into the tumble drier, so my husband's instructions as he shot out of the door for a three hour run to do lots of nothing didn't exactly get obeyed. But thanks to the wonders of modern machinery, I at least didn't spend the day crouched in the river with a rock and a bar of soap.

And to be fair, I did spend much of the day happily sat on the sofa with my cross stitch, trying really hard to watch some recorded episodes of The Event on my digi box while the kids played outside in the rain. My digi box seems to have something against The Event. It doesn't seem able to play it back without randomly switching from full colour, to black and white, to strobing flashes of colour and back again. It does this to no other program that it records. I've concluded it must be the aliens doing it as I can find no other explanation. Unfortunately this is not enough to stop from darting back and forth across the room to wiggle leads and hit things on the off chance that it might fix the problem.