When my children were much younger and used to share a bath, I'd sit on the hard tiled floor with my back against the radiator and, either before or after 'Cafes', we'd play the 'Ask Me About My Day" game. It always consisted of the same questions,
"What was your favourite bit today?"
"What was the worst thing about today?"
"What made you laugh today?"
I mentioned it to my daughter and she laughed and then reminded me of the fourth question which I'd forgotten about.
"Who was your best friend today?"
A favourite bit could just be a fleeting snapshot that's away before you know it or, if you're lucky, it could be a lingering and downright delicious stretch of something wonderful. But, as I always used to tell them, even stinky-horrid days can have favourite bits.
Now that they're 16 and 14, we don't play it any more. I miss it. Squeezing any information out of my children now is not unlike getting blood from a stone!
It's half term this week and one of my favourite bits of each day, without fail, is taking my first cup of tea back up to bed and sitting, crocheting. I always open the window to let the day in and have the radio on quietly. I absolutely love that precious hour or so.
Another of my favourite bits can be cooking supper. I say 'can be' because it's not always. It very much depends on what I'm making or whether we're eating in shifts. Sometimes though, I really enjoy pouring myself a glass of wine and taking my time peeling, chopping, grating, stirring, seasoning. I love the challenge of a new recipe and I love the familiarity of a favourite. I love the windows getting steamed up, the kitchen getting cosy and the delicious smells wafting up through the house drawing the children downstairs like a magnet.
If I am sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop, Bertie will nearly always come and lie in the shaft of sunlight (if there is one) near my feet. Turning his face up to the sun and soaking up its warmth, he looks as near to 'blissed out' as a spaniel could ever get. Bless him.
Prompted by my spotting a small silvery moth strolling around in one of my baskets of wool, I had a mammoth yarn sort out and tidy on Saturday. I bought some cheap plastic drawers from a DIY store and neatly stashed away my precious booty. My favourite bit of the whole exercise was making pretty labels for the drawers. Oh how I enjoyed that. I do so love a bit of whimsy.
As for today. My favourite bit might just be what we had for supper. A warm salad made up of Sunday's refried roast potatoes, crispy pancetta, spring onions, tomatoes and parsley tumbled over spinach, rocket and watercress. Or it might just be the heavily rose-scented bath I'm running. I'm feeling chilly tonight, really chilly. Is there anything nicer than climbing into a hot heady bath when even your bones feel cold?