Icing with death

A first today: ice crystallising on face, hair, coat and gloves as I was cycling. You can see it hanging in the air, which is something I can't remember seeing for a very long time.

An aborted mission to get to Cambridge on the train. Station in complete chaos but people too frozen to chunter as loudly as normal.

This is a blurry blackberry bush next to my bike shed.

Preparing myself for a 40 degree increase in temperature for a work trip in a week's time. I hope the body can cope.