To warm my bones beside the fire...

Picture taken at my wife's friends' place in Derbyshire. It illustrates my state of mind and what I long for: a warm fire. It happens to me sometimes. Because, while winter is not often cold in this country, it is often cool and wet and rather unpleasant and, while you would still rather stay home, you are forced for whatever reason to go out. When I am home, I wish I could just lit a fire and just sit down and keep myself warm, wrapped up in a blanket. But there is no fireplace here. So I have to use hot (very hot) showers instead and well, a blanket. Also we don't have the Peak District surrounding us, so a fire would be slightly less romantic. All the same, I wish I had a fireplace now. And so accompany this post, I have decided to add a bit of Pink Floyd music, the last segment of Time. Because it is magnificent. And because it is my state of mind.