It’s Sunday 11am, Jacinta has been back in NZ for a week with the littlest, whist I am solo-dad to the 9 and 11yo – only 1.5 weeks to go till Jacinta gets back.

I’ve offloaded Miss11 to her friends place, ducked into work – and now sitting outside awaiting brunch with master9 who is doing his best to ignore me.

The sails are flapping from the Yacht Club next door, and the cafe is very busy with not a spare table. Beautiful warm breeze, great coffee, cold coke.

It’s easy to forget where you are 🙂