Winter glory

Hard as it is to muster the motivation to cycle to work on a freezing cold morning, by about 3 minutes in I’m smugly riding past traffic knowing that I made the right decision. Today was stunning, a perfect frosty morning with the mist settled over the river.

Today at school one of our girls, in her highs and lows of the week, stated that her low was that she just can’t stop farting. Thankfully, she made it through lunchtime without being overly flatulent.

My fingers froze through my gloves on the way home and I genuinely feared frostbite.