Route Canal II

I dislike being my feet being too hot.

Even in the depths of winter (ie March) I sleep with them sticking out from under the duvet.

But I was slightly traumatised this morning, when I accidentally stepped out of one my wellington boots, straight into an ice covered puddle.

I think I may have whimpered (just before hopping up the road, shouting 'FFFFFFFFFFFor goodness sake'........)