As I drove to work this morning the Humber - yes, the brown and muddy Humber - was the most amazing azure, very high and very calm. Here's my take on the scene.
Then, coming home this evening I was entranced by the sight of a snow covered Yorkshire viewed across the river from a green Lincolnshire. Jacob, coming home from Bishop Burton College, said that there was a distinct line crossing the bridge where the snow ended!
Saturday Morning
The snow fell here last evening, and now it seems much less cold than yesterday when all was so green and springlike.
Earlier this week Jake took his driving test, and if there was ever a dead cert to pass first time it was he. However, he was failed on a single major fault for cutting up another driver on a roundabout. Just one problem - the flashing headlights and hooting horn were his cousin greeting him and wishing him luck!!! Nil points to the examiner for observation. Nil points to the cousin for common sense.
lizdavies
Haven't visited for a while, and suddenly here are 3 more posts. I've been up to my ears in work - writing notes in preparation for 50 parental consultations on top of the usual stuff, and then falling in to bed with a book at 10 pm each night. (Re-reading Anne McCaffrey's Pern books - you won't have read them.)