I'm sitting in the kitchen, cooking spaghetti bolognese and talking to tLP, who is off school yet again.
Nothing major, nothing terribly significant, and indeed this is only one minute, no greater or less than any other moments this day or year.
But symmetry pleases me, and I thought I'd record what I was doing at the time. Not entirely what I'd planned to be doing, but not bad either. Just your average kind of Wednesday.