The winter days are cold and short, they feel like they stretch on forever before us. We spent a bitterly cold Sunday wandering around Kent, discovering new places by the wash of the sea. Our toes were numb and our fingers stung as we braced ourselves against the wind, questioning whether we should go home and warm up or persevere. We persevered, spent the afternoon atop the cliffs looking towards the wind farms out at sea before heading homewards to light a fire. Getting to spend quality time together somewhere new and quiet is always worth a bit of chill.