A Frosty Start

It was a decidedly chilly start to the day this morning with a very harsh frost. Sydney was not happy about getting his feet cold on the frozen pontoon.

Yesterday was a bit of a slow day for everyone involved. There were a few sore heads and coupled with the cold and at times downright wintry weather none of us felt the need to do anything too energetic. It seemed like a long run back down the Trent to Torksey, much longer then usual. But that could have just been wooly heads coming into play.

Sydney spent much of the day playing with his best buddy Jack on Sole Mate in the dry and warm and we spent much of the day hunkering down and battling the cold. The smells of minted lamb shoulder from the slow cooker wafting around the boat making us all hungry.

We decided to call it an early night last night. The first of the dark evenings rolling in on us made us feel more tired then we should have been for the time involved. But we have both woken up refreshed from a good sleep.

Now for a week at work.