We didn't do as well - or as badly - as the North East and Scotland maybe - but we had a very respectable half inch of the white stuff.
Sadly it's already gone. I should be happy, as no doubt many accidents will be avoided, many journeys will be eased by the thaw. But I do love it, snowfall makes the world new (until it turns to slush). I love most seeing freshly fallen snow on the trees (until I walk under one at the wrong moment)
There has been a lot of ice underfoot. Boys have not yet discovered the fun of ice sliding. They were pretty excited though when they looked outside the first snow morning. Tigs who is 4 hated snow in January. He has now had a sudden conversion experience. Pup who is 7 already loves it, although he complains that snowballs are cold. Er - yes!
Everywhere is cold. Temperatures struggled above freezing twice in the last week. Coldest recorded in our garden so far has been minus 8.
Since I last wrote we've had our wedding anniversary (14th), S's birthday, and today was Isaacs preschool nativity play.
The Nativity was the usual trauma - why do the staff put themselves through it?
- Mary got pulled off her seat by a small heckler in mid play, and a fight ensued.
- Another fight broke out between a wise man and a cow over possession of some gold.
- Many of the angels (the smallest kids)were screaming on stage.
- One of the bears - my own Tigs - had his ears on backwards. A cow had his eyes totally covered by his mask for the entire performance. Didn't seem to bother him.
- They all looked totally bewildered, most of them did not sing; even Tigs who is music mad, and has been singing the songs non stop at home for the last 3 weeks.
- and half of them spotted their mums in the audience and wanted OUT. NOW. A few did make successful escapes.
Despite all this the staff kept calm, and somehow it was still a happy event.