Cold.

Bitter cold on the school run this morning, with added rain. We just missed the tram we normally catch because when we stopped to get my coffee of the way, I got Mastet Five Year Old a hot chocolate as well.

The tram we are now waiting for is running quiye late, and the boy is less than impressed... though using it as an excuse for a cuddle to stay warm.

I'm not complaining. Free cuddle! :)