Warming Up

Amongst other things, I needed to head out to Trent Park as MightMouse had a cross-country race.

Boy, it was bitterly cold. Bone-reaching cold.

Because we were expecting a weekend guest, a lovely Iranian man who has finally been given asylum here, and can leave his hostel up north, we didn’t have much else in the calendar. We were hosting a little welcome home party for him. But his housemate had a positive PCR so he had to get himself a test before he could travel. I can’t wait to have him here so hopefully, he’ll travel down during next week.

So I had the freedom for a little warming up time on the sofa with this living hot water bottle. Not very long though.