Focus pocus

A day of short spells of great productivity interspersed with long spells of a total inability to concentrate. I was cold all day – even my feet – and ended up turning on the heating an hour earlier than usual.

So after work there was nothing for it but to cycle to the shops and get even colder, in the bracing wind and several-degrees-windchill. I was glad for my Buff, pulled right up for extra insulation. I don't remember feeling the cold quite this much before.

I did a stir fry for tea; it was pretty good but I think I made too much.