Yesterday was covered in snow. The schools were closed, the roads empty, the air thick with snowballs and the advantage of having a long thin garden with a bit of a slope became, once more, apparent.
We were joined by two sets of friends - nine children between us, which meant a LOT of shrieking - not least from Jeremy sliding downhill head first straight into the snowman. (The picture was taken before the snowman was built, at the top of the steps.)
We were invited back to Greg and Elaine's for the afternoon (parents of Rosie of the Big Stick), to watch It's a Wonderful Life, and for Greg to cook us supper. The movie was, as always, perfect, the supper delicious and the company thoughtful, amusing, and generous. They are, of course, very excited about their impending move down to Somerset, and we are happy for them, but by golly we will miss them.
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