Winter time is the best time on our sofa

The clocks have gone back, the fires lit, there's a chill outside and everyone in the house is on the sofa, this is winter at its best.

I never complain about winter and the cold cause it's such a special time in our house, our cat loses her attitude and tolerates the dogs in order to join in on the sofa where life is good. Generally Sunday afternoons are about roasts and afternoon naps where the house is dark when you wake up and you have to stagger around flicking light switches while still half asleep. The dogs tuck right into your sides and the cat waits impatiently for us to settle so she can climb on one of our laps and sleep, for obvious reasons this never happens in summer but I wish it would.