Not quite what we'd planned

It was much colder overnight than forecast, down to  around -4ºC (25ºF), and there was ½" of ice on the water when we got up. At least it justified our decision to stay put here in Alrewas; we just have to hope that the forecast will be right when it tells us to expect a thaw tomorrow.

Elanor took me into Burton for my eye clinic appointment. The latest drops had not achieved very much, so I've been prescribed another set, in fact two lots, so I'll need to go back again in another 6 weeks. This may make the logistics a bit tricky in March, but we shall just have to see.

As recompense, when shopping at Morrison's, I bought us a fancy pasty each for lunch. Sally was not at all impressed with this, as she didn't get one, but her diet means that we daren't indulge her in that way.

In any case, she'd spent yesterday evening doing her "hunting a thing" act. This involves staring very hard at sundry bits of wall, either because there's a point of light on it, or because it has odd and scary shadows. Once locked into this, it's almost impossible to get her attention, except by deployment of treats, and even then she'll go back to thing-hunting whilst still chewing the treat.

It results in some highly inelegant postures:

To make up for that, here's a more flattering portrait, taken this afternoon for Elanor's purposes: