Icy

Could it get any colder?? The wind today stopped me in my tracks, literally, this morning on my run and the wind chill factor means it is icy cold. Everyone morning I run or drive past this puddle in a field hoping that its back to being plain mud.

An early blip today as after we've thrown a lunch for Andy's Mum and sister I need to head to the airport for two dreaded days in London. Three presentations on US tax regulations to the business over the next two days, and public speaking is one thing that I really do dread. And, of course, the random questions people will throw at me which only the tax experts will be able to answer.