Poor Flo remembers last winter, at some times the ice balls that collected on her legs were so large that at times she was walking as though she was wearing four splints.
After such exhausting exercise she would come back and dream of warmer times…
cream teas and exploring
ice creams and boating (car ferry)
rock climbing and paddling
sunbathing and snoozing
Flo’s dreams have inspired me and although she is off to Whitstable soon, and I will then be off to travel through Russia, I think that M deserves a holiday in January again, so I have my thinking cap on, I bet you can’t imagine where I am dreaming of???