Light through trees

This is the first Christmas Day we've had on our own in the 15 years we've been together. And I think this is my first Christmas Day without L in 28 years. Now there's a thing. We wondered whether that might be how it would end up last year, but in the end L came out to join us in Spain, tempted, no doubt, by the opportunity for some winter sunshine.

Not so much sunshine today, although it was not too bad when we took a walk up to the weir this morning. It was great to get out and about - a whole 2.6kms! Doesn't sound much, but to me it's a mini Everest. Anyway, it was good that we went out early, as right now it appears to be snowing...

Back home to share a bottle of fizz with Mr A, and to look forward to something nice to eat in a bit. Just like Mr Heron in the extra.

Merry Christmas to everyone.

Up to the weir. What a sense of achievement.