to go to buy the bed. It is a serious business buying a bed. After much deliberation we have decided on a Harrison bed, a British bed made in Yorkshire. Who knew the faff of bed buying, I for one certainly didn’t.
A trip into Canterbury is once again planned this time to buy not try. This is no bad thing on one of the coldest days of the year as our central heating boiler yesterday conked out! Opening the curtains this morning I fully expected to see snow. The sea is calm, heavy cloud with orange breaks along the horizon, no snow!
The lady who swims every morning has just gone down to investigate the state of the sea on her way back from getting the paper. Will she I idly wonder as I sit up cosy in bed?