The low level sun was blinding, Charlotte oompahed away on her euphonium. Not the frost from yesterday, the sky had only cleared in the morning.
Giles cut through the water at speed, the light in the water creating a great contrast. I felt the water was a little colder but David assures me it's still 7ºC.
Margy in silhouette as she gingerly makes her way down the steps. I managed a twelve length swim again, Tricky and Carl had done eighteen together.
A good long sauna was needed to warm up again.