Seafront

There was an air frost overnight. When I came down for my coffee infusion the Orangery roof was decorated with intricate fractals of ice patterns. Jasper sniffed at the open door and walked away. It was too cold for him.

After a while, Diane wandered down to join me and we had a leisurely breakfast. Again, I had decided to skip football (though to be fair, Sunday's games aren't really a problem as the "children" don't play on Sunday). ~Diane had considered joining me for a walk but decided to stay put and write to Jan (Mrs Tiggywinkle). I grabbed my jacket and shoes and headed down to West Park.

The sun was up, there was little or no wind, and it was the perfect morning for a walk. It was clear that I was not the only person to think that way. 

The promenade was heaving with walkers, cyclists, dog walkers and "obeseycles". Despite this, it was a really pleasant walk up towards the Lobster Pot and back.

I was only walking for about an hour, but I felt deeply refreshed and at peace with the World.

Back home, I caught up on some writing while Diane continued her missive to Jan, I decided to check and update the accounts and was delighted to find that I won no fewer than 6 Premium Bond prizes this month. They were not worth a fortune, but it is always pleasing to win.

After lunch, we sat in the Orangery and made the most of the glorious sunshine. I had to fling the door open as it was so hot in there. Long may this continue.