Working hard

Yesterday we tried to build a snowman but it was - in the words of British Rail - the wrong kind snow. There was no way that was happening. So we resorted to a snowball fight instead.

Today I decided to try to clear some of the snow from the drive, which apparently is as much fun as a snowball fight. The kids were very helpful with the shovels.

Apart from that not much to report. Robert had a school friend's party this afternoon which Charlotte gate-crashed. They had a fab old time with a bouncy castle, party games, and sausage rolls - what's not to love?