Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud

I set my alarm for 7.30 a.m. this morning, so I could go out for the day.  I woke up feeling very weary though, took one peek behind the blind at the drab weather and thought 'I can't be bothered' and went back to sleep again until just before 10.00 a.m.!  Lazy old trout.

After a flick or two of the feather duster around the house, then lunch, I decided I'd still have enough time for a few hours to go somewhere if I hurried. So, back to Leigh-on-Sea (again!) and walked to Southend.  It just started to snow, then sleet just as I reached Southend and the temperature really dropped, so warmed my old bones up in the shops before going home.