Tomorrow is the shortest day and for some odd reason I don't seem to have noticed it so much this year. My only explanation could be that my living room window faces due South and it is a large picture window, so perhaps I do get maximum light for as long as possible.
After a very cold spell it is now mild and set to remain so for the next few days. I'm pleased about this as I am still missing my Aga and my wood burner (although not the cleaning out of the latter).
Life is very busy at the moment. The last remnants of the sale of the farm are going through and there seem to be mountains of papers to read through and sign. This means going into town most days, parking, walking to the solicitor's office - all things which, with my poor mobility, are tiring. Small jobs still have to be done in the bungalow. Yesterday one of the bulbs which is let into the ceiling in the hall went so I also had to walk down to the electrical shop and get some replacements.
Four of us friends are spending Christmas Day together and I look forward to that very much. On Boxing Day I am hosting a buffet lunch here for my family and am busy cooking things which can be done in advance, writing menus etc. I have done this for many years but somehow this year, without the farmer, in a new bungalow, with an unfamiliar oven - guaranteed to put a spanner in the works.
I shall now type out menus and shopping lists.