So far, I have had ONE cup of tea made, lol. Son is off "jamming" but has rung to suggest we meet in the cafe at 4 (tis Mother's Day you know, Mum) and daughter has done lots of tidying up (and written a list of "how to keep the house tidy" rules, God help me). She also handwrote (in painstaking joined up writing in fountain pen) a poem for me (on music paper, as she thought it "added to the look") and drew lots of pictures on it and learnt it off by heart and recited it this morning. And son - oh, I could weep - has composed a piece of music for me. He had hidden it on his (not for public viewing) web space for me. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I am a lucky Mummy.