The wind has stopped bullying us and cooled its temper (so we have Internet and a phone line again) and the snow line is creeping closer. The next band of hill has icing sugar on top. I think by tonight we will have snow.
Miss Puddleduck likes to keep warm in bed. Here’s how:
That’s a teddy shaped hot water bottle under her dressing gown.
However, this was not caused by the weather. This is the sort of nonsensical communication with my husband that makes the day go by in a more exciting way.
The “cafe of shame” is a place at the station that has captured Tim by its lack of imagination and depressing atmosphere.
Longshanks is actually the only one under the weather. He has flu. The rest of us are subject to the weather. We’re looking forward to some snow. Longjohns to the ready!