D. Baking Bread

In the middle of the night to sunday I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep, at least not until a couple of hours later. So I slept late. I got out of bed around 11.30, took a shower and when I opened the door there was this delicious smell. D. was baking bread! It is the first time I can remember that he has done this (we've been together for four years). Fantastic! He had done the dishes, tidyed up and baked the bread. This was a really lovely morning :)