Snow! Snow, snow, wonderful snow. And it's so good to be home in time for it; I got out of bed and promptly bounced outside. Equipped with camera and a multitude of layers, Pedar and I went on that not hitherto considered dangerous trip to get a newspaper, and I swear, we considered turning back after twenty minutes. But we persevered, driving snow and howling wind notwithstanding, and have spent the rest of the day with the newspaper. At least, Pedar has; I have spent it unashamedly messing about online and sifting through my Hilary photos. On that note, having given you Balliol under snow, I give you Formby Point under snow:
( snooooow! )
It's beautiful out there still, if very, very cold. And I'm enjoying my laziness thoroughly. Still haven't watched Life On Mars; that's next on the agenda.
( snooooow! )
It's beautiful out there still, if very, very cold. And I'm enjoying my laziness thoroughly. Still haven't watched Life On Mars; that's next on the agenda.