Home from my holidays!

Somehow this morning I didn't fully wake until 8.45 and when I looked out I wished I stayed under the duvet. It was wet, wet, wet - again.

So taxi to work but by lousing time it had cleared up by I still cheated and took the #35 up the hill. My left leg is stiff.

Now it's clear but very, very cold. My neighbour tells me there is snow on the hills. Winter.

Out to-night to a choir meeting. But at least I'll have Molly to come home to. Wonder if she missed me?