Socks, trousers and a bath!

It has been a sad day. Three quarters of us succumbed and went for trousers, and there was a full house of sock wearers. To be honest, there have been some major winds blowing around here recently, (possibly the remnants of an American hurricane?) and the morning and evening chill is getting a little more edgy. Despite the sock influx, we have still managed to sit outside this afternoon in the sun. Socks and Crocs! A look that I am getting quite accomplished at wearing. It's the modern equivalent of white socks and sandals. 

Many thanks go to Hayley Harris for our lovely new pairs of socks. Very toastie and snug!

In other news, one of us was very lucky to have a bath. 90 days in and we all want a bath. One of us had a lovely warm wriggle in the bubbles and was quite happy to sing about it. Maya was the lucky one by virtue of being the only one who could fit into a baby bath in the shower facilities. She absolutely loved it! Sadly it reminded the rest of us that we have at least another 40 days or so before that opportunity arises. Until that point, I refer you to my earlier post about showers and follow that with a slightly sad face!

Ed