8 am, in the bathroom, and the air from the window is cool. (The windowsill is where the orchids go when they start to look a bit twiggy and dead. When they are blooming again they can come back into the general population of the house.)
9 am, and I've snuck back into bed with a cup of tea and my book. The sun is shining, it looks like it might be a nice day.
10 am. We're all up and ready, beds are made and rooms are tidy.
11 am. In our local park, letting the kids blow off some steam.
12 noon. Back home with Radio 4 on in the kitchen while I make a start on some bramble jelly.
1 pm and it's lunchtime. Bacon sandwich and brown sauce.
2 pm. A crafternoon is calling and the modelling clay is out. Bella made cave people for a project she's doing about the stone age. Angus made an alien and a monster. I made beads.
3 pm. One hour later and the figures are baked, cooled and dressed. Tomorrow I'll buy some grey paint so Bella can finish her paper mache cave.
4 pm. John gets home from work.
5 pm and we go out for fish and chips for tea. This time with just the four of us is welcome and precious.
6 pm. Dessert. It's called a Brandy Snap Dream. I've never yet eaten a whole one but I keep trying.
7 pm. A bit of Octonauts viewing before bed, his reward for getting through the Sunday night chore of reading book and spellings.
8 pm. Sofa, a cup of tea, an episode of Lilyhammer on TV, some crochet. That pleasant Sunday night slump feeling.
A photo an hour (ish) over a whole day. It's fun to do this, to remember to get the camera out and use it. It's a pretty typical Sunday all in all, nothing special, just a lot of pottering around the house. How did you spend your Sunday?