I went for a walk – just on my local streets – yesterday. (I do most days, so nothing to get excited about.) But then I noticed something white peeping out between the trees. ‘Clouds,’ I thought.
But no, it was snow. Up in the hills and far away, but still snow. In fact, that’s where I prefer it. Assuming I’m ‘down here,’ of course.
And then the Resident IT Consultant suggested he should take me out to look at the stuff, although he admitted that the nearest place from which to admire the snow was the landing.
I agreed to be taken out, and without going further than the town golf course, we had some very nice views. These ones look slightly prettier than the one with Sainsbury’s petrol station in front…