Each year the idea of hibernation becomes more attractive. The temperature has not risen above zero for three days, and we're expecting flurries of snow on and off all day today. Headlines like 'Freeze Could Go On For Weeks' hardly improve the spirits. Still the skies have been generally pretty bright, which is better than the dark grey wet days of earlier in the month. We knocked off most of the Christmas shopping on Saturday in Rye, anad found a good address in the process - Fletcher's House in Lion Street, near the church: local sausages and mash, and a glass of pinot grigio per man. I suppose sitting by a blazing fire enjoying a nice meal and watching the snow falling outside should bring on an attack of festive spirit, but I'm bound to say it eluded me.
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