Woke up yesterday to quite thick mist which came and went, swirling around buildings and trees, enveloping our world. I took a packet of frozen cinamon buns out of the freezer and cooked them, we took them over to son's place to have with our morning coffee, the smell in car as we drove was heavenly. Presents were exchanged and one or two opened as they were time critical. A pleasant morning spent with thoughts of when we might meet again as another lockdown seems inevitable.

Weather wise: at 10am 6°, feels like 4.