With the thrill of Christmas over and us all feeling smothered by a bout of coughs and colds which just won't shift, we decided that a good dose of fresh air was just what we needed. The Christmas weather was a complete washout, meaning that my great plans of a lovely family Christmas Day walk went out the window, so when the forecast showed just one sunny day this week, we couldn't wait to get out the door and blow away the cobwebs.
I don't know if it's because I'm not a child anymore, or if it's because the world has changed so much in recent years, but Christmas just doesn't seem to have that unbelievably exciting and magical atmosphere it once did for me.
Winter
is upon us, with her bitterly cold days, winds which burn your face and
those odd spots of wonderful sunshine which make everything feel lovely
again. This year is the first year that I've really struggled with the
cold. The tips of my fingers are always numb and I'm never fully warm -
even when sitting in front of a roaring fire.
