Got bus to Folkestone with Anne to meet Frances, who lives there, for a walk. We walked to The Warren in sub-zero conditions, with rain, snow and sleet swirling around us. We all got chilled and soaked through. Frances was so wet, she went straight home. Anne and I went for a jacket potato in a miserable cafe before getting on bus back. Anne says she was so chilled she had a whiskey and went to bed, when she got home, missing Scottish dancing. Husband Ken went dancing without her.
Both Anne and Frances thought that the issue of cleanliness would be a problem on Kili. Both wash their hair daily. Frances wondered if there might be mountain streams where one could wash one’s hair.