After shovelling and then carefully defrosting my tingling hands by holding them (while wincing) under running water, I settled in for the morning, tending to end-of-year purging activities ... cleaning up the hard drive, sorting through and tossing paperwork etc, along with the normal w/end activities. Pleasantly interrupted by the postman, first checking whether I was home before delivering a very timely Christmas present from Jane. Fin and Tutu were most interested in the aroma which was released after I'd battled with aluminium foil and many layers of glad wrap ... but there was no way. Savoured my first piece over a cuppa and thoughts of 108.
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