When I got up this morning it was a little icy out but otherwise OK. Suddenly, as if from nowhere, it was snowing and now everything’s covered. The kids are having a fine old time outside and it looks very pretty right now while it’s still fresh and white but I still don’t like it. I know that it’ll be bloody slippery underfoot and it’ll soon turn into nasty brown slush. I know, I’m a miserable old bugger.