What do you do on a frozen night, iced in the marina and too blooming cold to walk to the pub? By now cabin fever is starting to cut in so here are some alternatives.
You can gloat over the sloe gin which is maturing in the cupboard.
Read a good book, I found this one at the book swap at Sutton Cheney, published 1942, hilarious! I don't think it's meant to be funny but I guess expectations change.
You can cross stitch a few more Christmas cards for the people you forgot until you checked the address book.
No cricket on the box tonight, it seems the test match ended somewhat earlier than intended.
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