Woke up to the sweet sweet sound of the fire alarm - Matt was killing sausages. I put my grumpy cat face on (that reminds me that I need to feed the feral cats that have taken up shelter outside our back door. The owner Karen feeds them when people are not staying here, so I feel that they still need feeding.
Ice rain is predicted until about 1pm. So put the kettle on, pulled up a blog and started tapping.
We will go out later, and be indoors. Heading to a museum - will report back later.