Jack Frost

The little snow we have had is lingering as the temperature has barely crept above freezing today.
A pretty lazy day as I have become gripped by David Peace's Red Riding quartet of novels. Set in the West Riding in the 1970s and 80s it feels very immediate. Rather more violent than is normally to my taste but I'm stuck in it now.
Mr EAnn went flying this morning but still hasn't got to Malham Cove as the clouds drew in. I'm kind of pleased as this trip is my idea. Bad me.
In other news I'm trying to see when my surgery might be. January or possibly February. I'm fed up of things being on hold!