I hate a cold and rainy day but it's a wonderful excuse to sit in front of the blazing fire with a cup of tea and read a book. I can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
Friends from the pool were going to call in but, quite sensibly, on account of the inclement weather - "crappy" was their much more fitting description - they called it off which meant that the Glühwein, the tzatziki, and the custard tarts went back into the fridge.
But the fire keeps blazing, and it will keep blazing until I have finished the book because I never use bookmarks. Bookmarks are for quitters; I read a book in one sitting. It's what I like best: to sit by the blazing fire, to read a book, to drink lots of cups of tea, and to learn about things.
