Like most right-thinking people, I’m whinging about the cold.
I had a rotten sleep last night, due to freezing to death.
After yoga this evening I was planning to grab lamby from his summer home downstairs, but then I realised I had slightly less cumbersome lamb blanket hidden away in the walk-in wardrobe.
This one is made from pure virgin lambs!
Now that he has been unfurled onto the bed, you should now probably prepare yourselves for a heat-wave tomorrow.
Surely summer has to happen at some point?