It's been one of those Saturdays I enjoy the most: a small wander around to do some tasks that had piled up (framing a print; returning not-too-overdue books to the library) and a trip to the farmers' market, and then some home-based tasks of hand washing items, laundry, and a bit of a tidy up while the slightly grubby, wet, cold weather continues. These are all tasks that needed doing; they are also all tasks that I used to completely avoid the teaching work I needed to do. But the main thing is a gentle sense of contentment and joy in the knowledge that I am still British enough to call this pottering.
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