A frosty night has given way to bright sun. Rose at six fifteen to listen to the Cricket, less said the better! Can’t believe a year has gone by since my sixtieth and what an oddity the year has been. I have been very fortunate with great gifts and kind wishes. Some super books to read, a fascinating 1905 biscuit tin from Edinburgh, a map to explore London with and a scrumptious food parcel from Botham’s of Whitby.