It’s the little things that matter.

I had such a great day today. BIM was great, visited grannys was great, James came round tonight and it was great as usual and it was topped off with a wee chat with uncle Thomas. Which is what I’m going to make this blog about! It’s the little things that matter. I was being my usual depressing self this evening when my lovely James went home and I sent my uncle my text saying I was feeling a bit depressed and he sent me a text with a list of funny, stupid things that had happened with him and I when he was here before his return to London – “it’s the little things that matter”

(I know that song is unrelated it’s just the title thats related)