It was cold - the car temperature gauge read -3C.
Outside the Squire's house it was treacherous - the council hadn't come round to clear his drive.
Inside the Squire's house it was cosy.
Mrs Squire had prepared some tasty treats which the men and musicians fell on in preparation for the long day ahead.
The Shunter's Arms contained two very fine ales from Woodforde's, Wherry and the festive special Nog, each of which was consumed with relish.
It was noted that one man was improperly dressed, being kitted out in Horkey gear rather
As the clock moved round to 1pm Squire blew his Thunderer, deafening bystanders, to announce that the procession would commence in five Morris Minutes. The traditional triple toast was performed with everyone raising their glasses to, in turn, Absent Friends, The Hoingker and finally, and of course, to Little Egypt.
The procession moved from Tye Green to the Angel Inn where Kevin and Paula were ready to welcome us. Kevin stood at the car park gate in his Morris kit and a fine figure he cut looking at his watch which was clearly running fast.