It was a cold night when we returned home, with the moat at Marford Oaks almost completely frozen.
It was little better this morning as David and I set out to the men's breakfast. Fifty turned out for this, more attracted by the breakfast than by the talk, I think. What will our legacy be? That was the question posed at the end of the event.
We came home by way of Asda. Butternut squash, milk, Financial Times.
Next up: the film in church this afternoon. Wallace & Gromit in The Curse of the Were-Rabbit