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There wasn't supposed to be any more snow overnight...I'm going to stop looking at weather forecasts!

I woke up to about as much snow as yesterday and, feeling lazy, I decided to sit in the car with my coffee and the heater waiting for it melt enough to clear with the wipers. Then Chris next door very kindly offered to clear the snow with a broom as he'd just cleared his own. I was very grateful, and slightly guilty. Thanks again Chris!

When I got home later Owen was very keen to show me what he'd been up to when he'd finished school. This is the photo Louisa took, saving me having to go outside in the cold again.