Wistfully

Intended to go to Glasgow today, but news of the weather between here and there put me off that idea early on.

Although we've only had sleety showers here, the road south was closed with snow.

It's not been a day for going out at all. We've removed all evidence that Xmas has happened at all. Trees down, tinsel packed away, lights back in the box and everything back in the attic.

There's one slice of my Tart Normande left - I'm going to have it now.