Today life is perfect.

Its about 7.45 am and I'm sitting in the garden. There is a mug of hot water, lemon and ginger half drunk beside me. A warm vibrating grey cat nestling into my arms and in the distance the far off hum of traffic. Its one of those moments, those rare moments when everything feels perfect. Oh you know not to analyse or look at it too deeply or you will see the imperfections and the lacks etc but at that moment all was perfect.

The weather was just right. The sun was just starting to touch the garden with all the promise of a lovely hot day ahead but where I am sitting it is just right. Cool and pleasant with a very gentle breeze that I can feel playfully touching my bare skin on my ankles or face.

The birds are visiting the garden and they seem to take turns at the tables. There are the wood pigeons that now are often accompanied rather worryingly by some ordinairy pigeons and a little gang of starlings turned up but as there was only fruit on the table they went away without alerting the bigger gang or group.
Two young blackbirds are hopping rather fast around the garden. I wonder if they are the offspring of Mr and Mrs Blackbird, her with the little hump on her back. The male coat looks very new and he does not have the swagger or confidence of the older male blackbird that normally comes down and moves around the garden very quickly. I hope they are cat aware!
A robin tells us he is on his way with his series of clicks that sound a bit like some mini castanets and when he arrives he looks so dapper in his grey breeches and red waistcoat almost like he has come from some old childrens story book. His perky up right attitude seems to say he has something of importance to annouce but but flies off again without sharing it with me.

I sit there and feel utterly content. Philip has just come home from a wierd night in London which sounded like a scene from the night of the zombies with crack addicts harrasing them all over town but he is home and safe now, tucking into a additive and colouring filled breakfast and soon to go to bed.
Richard is away in Italy and so the house is mine and I love it.
I have an exciting new job and luckily for me am working at home today ...I think this week is the week before the real work kicks in and I'm enjoying the luxury of being new and people not having any expectations of me at the moment.

Tonight I have friends coming round for a meal that I will be cooking and we will laugh and share stories and I will feel rich in friendships and joy.

To put the icing on the cake I can feel the aches and throbs where my gorgeous Mr V has been only last night when we fucked and made love...yes at last a touch of gentleness from this very strong man. I love it when he looks into my eyes and kisses me.

Yes today life is sooooo very very goood.