Hand warmer

Don't be alarmed, these aren't my fingers. I was peering over D's shoulder as he warmed his hands over the fire. Not that it was very cold. But it did make it easier to drink a dram of our new Irish whiskey (with an e), courtesy of our visitor, outside in the breeze.

Went to the big blue and yellow shop first thing, came home for lunch, and then tidied and gardened before our visitor arrived.