The end of Christmas, and, neatly this year, the beginning of the school term. It was really icy outside this morning so the boys left their bikes at home and walked to school. It’s over five miles there and back, a bit longer with a detour into town with their friends, not exactly I-were-brought-up-in-a-cardboard-box stuff but enough to get a decent bit of exercise. Talking of which, or its lack, I’ve only ventured out once today, to the park and postbox with the dog. If we’d had a car I would probably have drifted somewhere or other, but there wouldn’t have been any point; there’s enough food and more than enough work to be getting on with here.