"I think ...

...I'll stay here in this sunny patch and let you go into the frosty morning on your own. But thank you for asking."

What her body language actually said when I suggested we both went outside is unprintable. Let's just say it was a silly idea of mine.

The rather unfocussed extra was how I found her when I got back indoors. 

The cold start heralded a glorious sunny day, which hasn't warmed up much at all. When we went for a lunchtime walk there were still patches of ice in shaded spots. 

We are lazing in the sun-drenched new cabin this afternoon. I spent a gentle hour of weeding on my knees (aka sensible weeding) in K's garden earlier, so now I'm taking it easy with Kate Atkinson's latest book: "normal rules don't apply".