Janathon 25/31 – in which there is light at the end of the tunnel

There is indeed light at the end of the tunnel. It’s not just that we are now in the final week of this folly, but this as I set of this morning the birds were singing and the sky seemed just a touch brighter and the promise of spring seemed a little closer.  On the subject of darkness, over Christmas I read an incredibly spooky ghost story called Dark Matter. It tells the tale of a 1930s expedition taking place in the endless darkness of an Arctic winter and quite honestly scared me half to death in places (admittedly this may have been my own fault for choosing it as reading matter when I was having trouble  sleeping. Idiot).

Heartily recommended

The kit that they took on these jaunts was absolutely incredible (Scott took a printing press and a piano to the Antarctic – I learned this on honeymoon courtesy of Kelly Tarlton’s Antarctic Encounter and Underwater World, or as we call it Kelly Tarlton’s World of Fish) and always makes me feel slightly better when I worry about excessive packing for a weekend away.

For any NZ penguins (hello H!) enjoying Frozen Planet at the moment

Tonight is yoga night and it’s another early one tomorrow.