We spent a nice morning outside cleaning out the bunnies and the chickens before I disappeared inside to dismember the rest of the turkey and boiled the carcass up into a delicious soup.

This afternoon, we headed out to the canal, this time to Kirtlington for a nice walk in the freezing cold. Getting there proved to be a bit of an epic though, with a lane full of potholes to rival the surface of the moon. We like the look of Jane’s tearoom though, with its seemless transition between the outside and the inside, and the old mill squeezed in between canal and river.