Last year I was concerned we might have to spend Christmas on a raft above the rain. This year we have some of the earliest snow seen around these parts for years, with even the cats declining to go out other than to do their ‘business’ to the side of the flower patch. It’s kind of fun that everywhere looks like Christmas cards say it should, even if Royal Mail seem to have given up all hope of delivering anywhere. I’ll be generous and assume that’s because some depot somewhere is snowed in because it certainly isn’t around here. That said they do have it pretty deep elsewhere.
Anyway Toby had fun sledding with our Nanny and some friends from nursery. Tomorrow they are off to see reindeer. I caught up with him before tea and we wrote a letter to Santa.
Time to get that into today’s journal. You can find yesterday pages on my flickr account.