Christmas is over. Last day of the xmas decs. Always leave it right up until tweleve night and then panic about inflicting a whole year of bad luck on my household right at the beginning of January.
The new year begins with hot water and lemon and time to finish my Christmas read: Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. I watched the film directly after finishing the book and was really surprised to find that while I thought this book was about capitalism, its inequalities, ineveitabilities and self-destruction, the Hollywood types seemed to think it was about re-incarnation and terrible facial prosthetics.
Bright and frosty
Walk with the parents.
Your actual icicles
Working at home. Dark early, but cosy within the angle-poise glow. One of my intentions for 2015 is to re-decorate the study/spare room, more bookcases are needed at the very least!