It was the most beautiful sunrise this morning, and if only I hadn’t been running a few minutes late I’d have gone back for my camera and now I’d be able to show it to you. Sorry. Someone had a picture – I think it was Simon. Hang on, I’ll look. Yep, here it is. If anything, it was even more spectacular than that at the time I looked and it spread all over the eastern sky.
Weeza and I are going to London on Wednesday. This is not a jaunt, but apparently my tenant’s central heating isn’t working, although the boiler is. Weeza thinks it’s probably something simple that she can fix, so we’re driving up. It’ll be quicker and far cheaper than going by train at the time we need to. Isn’t that daft? We should get there by 11, hope to do the job quickly and wait to make sure it’s put things right. If not, I’ll then have to find a plumber and make arrangements for him to get hold of a key. It’s not that easy to get hold of the tenant as he emails, then doesn’t reply to the answering email. He’s abroad a lot on business so it’s not a disaster for him that the heating’s been off in the cold snap. I’ll check the downstairs heating system at the same time. I’ve a meeting in the evening, so we’ll have lunch and get back immediately after, before the traffic builds up. Zerlina will be with us of course.
They cooked us a lovely lunch today, roast pork (mm, crackling), roast potatoes, parsnip, leeks, red cabbage. My foot still tingles but, although different, it’s no worse than other bits that hurt and I’m used to ignoring that. It’s been much less cold and very sunny. I haven’t been out this evening to see if it’s getting frosty and I think I’ll let it be a surprise in the morning.