Hampstead Heath has baths that are open all year round. In the summer it’s a glorious spot but in winter it must be miserable. But on Sunday morning plenty of people seemed happy to fling themselves into the freezing water and splash about! Definitely not for me.
After years and years of procrastinating, I’ve finally joined a choir here in London, Barts Choir. It’s London’s largest non-auditioned choir (I didn’t fancy singing by myself in front of strangers). I’d forgotten how fun it is to sing in a big group of people. It’s lovely to slowly hear a piece of music improve from the initial absolute muck of the first sight-read to something that approaches performable.