I was awake sneezing and blowing my nose at 4am.
I had one of those horrible sore throats where nothing helps and I’d given up on getting to sleep. Agnes and I had taken to the sofa and were waiting for morning to arrive.
I went to boil the kettle and looked out at the garden, there was a little snow left from yesterday. An hour later I went back and suddenly everything was hidden under a thick, white blanket of snow. The overly predicted snow had actually arrived!
When daylight finally arrived, we wrapped up and took Agnes over to Queen’s Park. It was a magical scene with frosted trees, dry, powdery snow underfoot and crystals twinkling in the sunlight.
|Out in the road and raring to go|
Agnes danced for joy and bounded through the snow.
We came home slipping and sliding on the icy paths as the traffic moved slowly on the uncleared roads.
I dosed myself with cold medicine and decided I would work from home.