Well Lit

Tried out a new pizzeria tonight. At least, it’s new to us but is also slightly closer than our usual place and I thought the pizza might be fractionally warmer after I‘d walked it home. It wasn’t! But it did give me chance of a blip - another shot of the town’s Christmas tree, with the manger peeking into shot. No sheep though, the farmer must have taken them home to protect them from the local butcher.

My cold lingers on. Cough, cough.