The enticement lay more in staying indoors with a pot of tea and a good book.
So, that's what I've done.
A couple of weeks ago I was visiting - shopping - at my neighbourhood antique shop, which is dangerously only a less than 10 minute walk up the road when my eye spied
A lone survivor, the 3 siblings having succumbed to irreparable maiming in the kitchen sink crashes of 1972, 1973 and 1988.
It seemed a shame to separate him from his distant cousins the mixing bowls. The middle one still has nightmares of her favoured big sister
Delphite, the tea mug now joins Lustre, the coffee mug