First Night 3. A ‘perfectly’ cold morning

Given that we hadn’t had time to fit the child-proof guard around the Morso stove in the living cabin it had seemed a good idea to not light the fire… little did we know that the night would be the coldest for weeks and we’d wake – very early – to icy children demanding warming cuddles, and ice frosting the INSIDE of the portholes!

Still, when we went outside, in search of ducks to feed, the early morning light was stunning. Bright, cut-glass clear, a time for fun and photos…

Next, it’s following the sign for BIRMINGHAM and OXFORD. Despite the gloomy forecast, I can’t wait.

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