I hate this time of year: the dread of returning to work, coupled with the change in the weather that means that tans fade faster than you can say, 'back to school'.
And it is even more bitter-sweet this year as number three finally begins his formal education and my last baby dons a school uniform for the first time.
So now there will be three sets of school shoes to find, three coats, three school bags, three water bottles, three lunch boxes; three times the level of stress in the morning.
A miserable, wet Saturday afternoon has therefore driven me to this:
So, for approximately five minutes, I think we might be one of the most organised households in Sussex.
Currently reading: Restoration by Rose Tremain