Zero. Or thereabouts.

As we look out on the white world outside, we’re thinking of our dear friends down under who are enduring scorching temperatures.  We’ve lobbed quite a few virtual snowballs in their direction over the last couple of days but I expect they melted by the time they got there.

I decided it was time to crack open another of our yummy Tasmanian Christmas goodies this afternoon.  After all, there has to be some consolation at not being able to go very far, hasn’t there?

Gold Medal Flavours, eh?  Only the best!!

Sounds good, eh?

I carefully divided the pieces for my Hero and I and took the photograph.

Because it didn’t last long.

Delicious!   Thank you, John x