Furled

A very cold and busy Monday and duty day too meant that I didn't actually sit down until about half one this afternoon. A half year group event generally went OK but the repeat for the other half tomorrow will have a few tweaks that might make it a bit less stressful - we shall see. With meetings every night this week apart from Friday and tonight's being the shortest, I left fairly early but still in the pitch black. Home to Bailey, tea and a walk around the block in sleety rain before settling on the sofa. As Bailey has assumed his usual position and has been blipped as such far too much recently, I decided to have a bit of a blip-change with these very white roses which currently sit on the mantlepiece, tightly furled against the cold at the moment - very sensible behaviour.