I’ve never done cold well. Everyone says, “You were born in Scotland, you should be used to it”. I’ve become very well acclimatised over the last 32 years, and I now freeze my buns off just like everyone else. I woke at am with my mind ticking over, and I thought about getting up and going for a run when it got to 6.30am, but snuggled under the blankets instead. I will, however, get the kidlets out on their bikes tomorrow to come out with me.

Speaking of cold, just reading Andrew’s blog post on the Melbourne Half Marathon, and if I read it correctly, someone started running it naked, until the police caught up with them. Can’t get my head around that one, not so much the nudity, I mean, whatever floats your boat, but running around Melbourne naked in winter!

When we watch television at night, we usually have a couple of dogs snuggle up to keep warm. Sinner tends to be a bit aloof, but the other three are quite snuggly. They do, however, take up a fair bit of space and we often need to push and shove them out of the way to fit ourselves in. I had to take a photo of them the other night - this is only partially a set up. Guiness was cuddling Sherbet, so we quickly sneaked Tiger into Sherbet’s arms and took the shot. Too cute!

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