With Isobel's newly extended feed cycle of somewhere between 2 1/2 and 3 hours, I find I have a little more time on my hands.
I could spend this time scouring the papers to bring myself up-to-date on current affairs; I could mow the lawn; I could even tidy-up a little more.
But I'd much rather eat biscuits and read a trashy magazine. (Note a recurring theme: biscuits!)
Besides that, I kind of miss her.