It was another 10am start and another day of reading by the kitchen window (the closest thing to a conservatory I have). I went out for a walk to the supermarket and bought some muesli bars for the big day (they tell you to stock up for those breastfeeding munchies), and ended up receiving a bunch of free sample disposable nappies. (I'm still sure we'll be using disposables, despite knowing there's a huge, growing mountain of used nappies out there somewhere. But that's a whole other post).
This was followed by more reading in the sun...I finished The Seven Daughters of Eve (it was very interesting, but I could've done without the mini Clan of the Cave Bear imitations) and started Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, lent to me by Make Tea Not War (I'm only a few pages in but it sounds like Harry Potter for grown ups).
A friend dropped by with presents for the baby - a teddy bear, some building blocks, a couple of cartoon stick-ons for the walls and some sort of large mobile made up of large, colourful flowers. It was really thoughtful of him, but I do wish sometimes that he didn't have that habit of grabbing a topic of conversation and talking it to death - much like how a cat hangs grimly onto a mouse it's caught, despite all efforts to wrench the darned thing out of it's mouth because you fear it's full of rat poison.
Anyway, as I was saying, it's been a great day for slacking.