Comfort

I have a bad cold, just in time for all the choir singing so am taking it quietly. Hunted down a hot water bottle and have sat wrapped up on the flopping chair, drinking juice for most of the day.

During the night I heard the wind squealing through the windowframe but we were lucky that our only damage seems to be a broken birdtable and our new garage door leaking, so thinking of all those affected by the severe storms.

Forgive absence of comments, my head is too full of stuff to think.