The nicest thing

Pouring with rain all day. Disgusting. All plans/activities cancelled. Our weekend guests, booked months ahead, wimped out on Wednesday due to a bereavement.But the nicest thing happened. About to go outside into the torrent and girding loins with hooded, mega-waterproof anorak when realised hood inside out. Struggled with it for a bit by the front door trying to right it.Suddenly felt little hands at my head behind me reaching up to rearrange the inverted hood, removing it popper by popper, then attaching it correctly. ” There you are Mum..all sorted”It was the dear little River Sprite with whom we have all been somewhat at loggerheads with of late due to teenage sulks and charmlessness.She was so kind. Perhaps she does still love me just a little bit after all?Meanwhile there is something wrong with our oven . Anything placed on top shelf, even for shortest time comes out black in a few seconds no matter what temperature set. Fish fingers were the victins today.