Giant stick inspection

I had no idea it was actually only 3 degrees this lunch time. And then it started raining again, Will and I were frozen to bits by the end of our walk. Rosie was happily running through giant puddles.

And supermarket. And town with Daisy for chores, none of which I benefit from. I left her there when the extreme make up perusal started. I am now back on my bed with red wine, newspapers and I have sent Jay to get me crisps. Am unaccountably weary still.