Two hats

Strewth. It's bitterly cold here in the Languedoc. I know, I know. You blippers who are used to five feet of snow each winter will think I'm an idiot. But I live half an hour from the Mediterranean for heaven's sake. We're supposed to bask in perpetual sunshine.

It was a two-hats-and-a-husky kind of a day.

Of course it means they've postponed pouring the concrete floor of our new house until Monday. I am praying that it warms up a bit.