FABULOUSLY FROSTY SUNRISE en route to Robert the barber in Penrith. Heavy snowfall on the Lakeland fells in my rear-view mirror. Eye-wateringly cold. Usual warm welcome. Good natter and catch up on local news. So it’s not just hair that’s been tidied up – mind and soul feel better as well. “You’ve had a very full week again eh?” said Robert. But today: frost, snow, sunrise and my barber. I hear you Mother Julian. All is well.