C...c...c...cold is what all New Years' Days seem to be, despite the extra layers, nourishing Tunnocks Caramel Wafers and multiple heated hand warmers.
At least there was a touch of the setting sun on the way back doon fae The Tappie, and the rest of The Great Escape, a roaring fire, and a couple of fine steak pies waiting for us at home.
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