Bloomin' cold here in this deepest darkest corner of East Anglia.
Went to the agricultural tool place up the road this morning to get a new chain for my saw. The old chain had got to the point where sharpening it was a wasted exercise. Then I moved a stack of wood from right out the back of the garden to the saw horse under the porch, and after that, I split what I sawed yesterday. There was a very fine-looking petrol-powered log splitter at the tool place, but at £600 it's a bit rich for me. Instead, I'll stick to being a dab hand with an axe and a chopping block.
Sat and watched the racing and the snooker this afternoon.
Then this evening I baked a lithuanian gingerbread cake and cooked a wonderful supper of medium-rare beef fillet, roast tatties and cauliflower & broccoli cheese with gorgonzola.
Now about to sit down with a

and watch MOTD.