Hole-y Inapproriate

A short walk for a blip at lunchtime, and I've gone with Bradford's hole again.

Don't be fooled by the sky, it is actually colder than it looks.

Rumour has it that spring is here somewhere, but even the flowers in the cathedral garden seemed to be hiding.

Today is definitely one of the says where you wished you'd just pulled the duvet back up, rolled over, and stayed in the warmth. Trouble is, I hear that it's going to get worse before it gets better.