squelch

My right boot sprung a leak this morning just as I left the house, into one of the rainiest days of the year so far. I spent the rest of the day squelching everywhere as our neonate general manager told me that drying my feet against a colleague's radiator breached infection control and health and safety rules. (The radiator in my office has been kaput since October).

I hate having wet feet so by the time I got home I was in a very bad temper.

Until I went into the kitchen and found that Significant Other had brought home pancakes because it's Shrove Tuesday.

It's amazing how the combination of flour, milk, sugar and eggs with syrup poured on top can lift a mood :-)