Lazy

I went up to Great Junction St to get a spare set of keys cut (as you do) and on my way back noticed that they've put out some rather handsome hellebores in pots in the garden at Lamb's House. At that stage we had not had any of the promised snow, but it was perishing cold. A lazy wind, as they say in East Anglia (don't bother to go round you, just blows straight through).