It means I am home, after a long day at work, or from travelling for work.
Sometimes I have Mooch waiting to be let in at the front door, especially if she has heard the car pull up. If I am lucky, there is a parcel at the door.
Inside it is warm, with a lovely hum from the presence of my family or the central heating.
I have been away from the family for work a bit the last few weeks, and it’s not easy. I am thankful that MrBG is there to keep things ticking along, and I know the kids are in safe hands, even though there seems to be a suspicious amount of white bread and chocolate mousse (in the form of a ‘dairy dessert’) being consumed in my absence.
After the craziness of the last few weeks at work I am glad for a refuge here.