Neatly tucked

It's the coldest day of the year so far. The maximum temperature has been 5C, with a bitterly cold south-westerly wind-chill taking it to freezing. I've ducked outside for essentials, but otherwise it's been a case of keeping cosy indoors.

In a sign that my brain has recovered from illness I've been making Camemberts, writing a few emails and enjoying a book. 

Bean and I did have a bracing walk for an hour or so, from which I arrived home with glowing red cheeks, and Bean with a keen desire to lie next to the potbelly stove with a carefully-placed blanket to warm her rear end.