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J had an appointment with our dentist this morning. T has been looking into our open mouths now for well over 30 years, and is excellent. His practice is on the Main Street in the village we lived in briefly when we first moved to the north-west. It’s a bit of a drive from home, but we wouldn’t want to change dentist now.

I drove J there and back, and between times I went for a very short walk from the car to the edge of the village where I took this image as a record of blue skies, and snow and ice on the ground. Possibly our coldest morning so far, -8°c as we started from home.