Weather shocking. Grotty, grey & cold. Roll on spring.
Desperate to get back to bramble clearing, chopping off top growth & digging out roots, burning the whole shebang so it can't come back. Even if we have a week full of sunshine (I am assured it's still up there somewhere, but not shown itself for ages), it rains on a weekend when OH can look after kids and I can don the wellies & do some clearing.
Looking forwards to the clocks going forwards, even though I lose an hour of sleep, on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays when he's home at a reasonable time (he teaches apprentices, so has some lateish nights), so maybe I can do some chopping off of the top growth. Daren't light a bonfire, as the house is unoccupied, so there'd be no-one there to keep an eye on it.