Home is where the hearth is

A day that included a marathon shop at Asda, buying flowers for the hearth (which I always do when home, as Dad always did, originally for Mum), a visit from both Ralph and Phil, and an evening (and dinner) with bro at home - with all day long bitterly cold temperatures and what felt like freezing rain, especially whilst walking a trolley full of purchases from the store to the car - a journey much too far for comfort in such weather.