Second phase of roses. I have been religiously deadheading them and got rewarded. They look beautiful when in bloom. But I am not so keen on them for the rest of the year, when they are just in my way with their thorns, grabbing on my clothes, prickling and being a proper nuisance.

We went ice-skating today, as a token gesture to my idea of Christmas. It was cold and once very hard. Hanna would make a good runner on skates, but I doubt anybody trains them in Australia.

Pseudo Singapore noodles with salmon for dinner, loosely based on Nigella's Express. Now off to bed with a book, so I don't have to watch Mr H's choice of a movie "Piranha".