Return of the Mad

Another day of Maddie Day Care.

We had a frosty walk into town, smelling every single piece of ground en route (or so it seemed) - her, not me. Had a pint in the Three Fishes and tried to read before the people watching got me. Another frosty walk home and then back on ‘her’ sofa. Six miles, not bad for an old lady - her, not me.

Later in the day I decorated my Christmas tree unseasonably early and then headed into town for a gig.

‘Sons of Town Hall’ - beautiful, enchanting, quirky and melodious.

As if the gig wasn’t perfect enough, we stepped outside to snow drifting down. Squealed and then laughed at everybody else exiting the building with exactly the same reaction.

What a day!