Only one word to describe today's weather here in North Yorkshire, East of the Pennines - cold. There is a haar coming in off the North Sea (Poor Thelma must be suffering more than we are here - North Stoke on my sidebar). It is set to get better this afternoon although I doubt it will at the moment as there is a sharp cold wind blowing and the sky is cloudy. As children we used to argue about whether 'Ne'er cast a clout 'til May be out' referred to the end of the month or the arrival of the May blossom. Well I have seen some May blossom out today at the end of my neighbours garden but there is still a week to go to the end of the month, so I shall hedge my bets and keep my thermal vest on (sorry if that is too much information - although small fry by today's standards).
I was up with the lark this morning and into town before nine o'clock to do my last minute shopping for friends coming to stay tomorrow morning. Back home by ten I had run out of steam so sat down for an hour with The Times and a Bounty Bar I had bought myself. Nothing like being a bit self-indulgent is there?
I took Tess for her morning walk very early and friend S usually takes her this afternoon and has said she will be here just before two, and how Tess enjoys that. She jumps for joy when she sees S arrive. My cleaning lady is also coming this afternoon so I shall be pretty superfluous.