Cold Bexhill.

Ok, there's not a huge amount of the white stuff, but it is unbelievably cold. That easterly wind really does have teeth. I know my ex school colleagues would like that gift from God to teachers and pupils, namely a snow day (or two). Maybe tomorrow or Friday. For me and Gill it's not quite so crucial these days, but it is nice to be able to call into somewhere like the DeLa Warr Pavilion for a picturesque cuppa.