Chatting

I was busy this morning putting washing on and tidying up breakfast when I heard Jacob chatting away. He had climbed onto the chair in his bedroom and was showing Harris the buses and taxis outside.
An extremely cold walk around the park led us to light the fire as soon as we got in, have a picnic lunch by its warmth, bake some biscuits, then head back to the fireside to watch The Snowman yet again.