Crumpling at the knees

I feel a bit like this crow looks about his legs, ready to buckle.

The frost stayed all day yesterday. This mornings cleared by midday but didn't accompany much brightness.

I seemed to spend a lot of today delving into corners and piling things in readiness for a car boot sale. My usual attacks at clearances are to get rid of the stuff as soon as possible, the nearest charity shops and recycling centres, but Luke wants to go the car boot route and it doesn't give me that same clear-out excitement. I'll just have to be patient.