Guess what...

Snow fell in Gloucester, like it did in the most of the West and North of the Country.

I picked up last year's  Christmas tree that we had left at the garden centre for safe keeping, and then, after dropping Mollie off at the station for her train to London (she starts as a Research Asst at UCL tomorrow), I struggled past the abandoned cars and dodged the tobogganing children to Painswick Beacon where it was almost a complete white out.

Later Isobel and I a a slight binge-watch of The Crown and then decorated the tree.

Extras = Narnia and 'before' and 'after'....