Boots

When I retired 23 years ago the ladies in my office presented me with a wonderful cake in the shape of a walking boot. They knew what I was planning to do in the years ahead

The cake was eaten within a few days. But when clearing out an old cupboard this morning we found this tin which was part of the gift.
It too is made of cake and icing. Quite amazing how it has kept in good shape with no signs of mould or other deterioration.

Blue skies today and I would love to be out wearing these proper boot.
But alas, I have succumbed to the winter virus. You know the one where you cough every one minute and 37 seconds.

There is a very cold wind out there so I was allowed no further than the garden to take this shot.