On a cold and frosty morning

Up and at em early this morning. What's new?

Cousteau and I crunched over leaves and slipped on the damp pavements. It was exhilarating to be out and about in the crisp morning air. My scarf was draped about my head and across my nose and mouth; my breath, fogging up my glasses.

Then off to school with me, and onto his bed for Cousteau.

I worked. I talked the police (not going there). I worked some more.

I came home.

The cough and cold have taken hold and I'm at home tomorrow. Hopefully one day will suffice to shift it. Whatever it is.

Just been to Mass. Wrapped up very warm indeed.

Rae is here now. We're talking and eating comfort food.

Night all.