I have been without a computer all week - no email, no blogging, no googling for cast lists, maps, obscure trivia, not even writing a letter or backing up my blog with a diary entry: I have been bereft! The hard-drive died on Saturday, and - when we got the computer back on Thursday - it wouldn't connect to broadband. The boffin/nerd came yesterday, but he couldn't find the problem. Yesterday evening I managed to sort the problem sufficiently to connect via dial-up which is slow.

In the meantime we were promised snow - blizzards - by three o'clock yesterday afternoon.

About lunchtime the wheely bins blew over, and by three we had driving rain. This turned to sleety rain and eventually to snowy sleet. Joe, who just two weeks short of his twenty-second birthday should know better, kept looking out of the window and saying things like "It's really snowing now" and "I think it's beginning to settle"; to which I invariably had to reply "No, Joe, it's sleet" and "No, Joe, it's far too wet for that."

Father came in about four, and the IT man followed shortly thereafter - both saying that the weather was getting worse. By five the worst of the weather had clearly passed us by, although the BBC was still promising heavy snowfalls over the Lincolnshire Wolds during the evening.

Rain gave way to dry, and clouds gave way to a clear sky. This morning I was woken by sunshine so bright I really did wonder whether it might be reflecting off snow, but no, this was the view from the bathroom window.
No Snow
I suppose an optimistic five year old (or Joe) might believe that the faint dusting of white on the cars and the grass is snow, but it looks suspiciously like frost to me, and it certainly isn't up to snowman standard.

Later
I drove into Caistor at lunch time: two miles to the west of us there was a very thin sprinkling of snow standing on the fields, and on arriving home I noticed a few pockets of snow caught between the roof and the gable end of the house on the north side - the whole of it might have made one smalling snowball.

More importantly we have broadband back, and things are back to normal.