The light in the room woke me as early as the alarm clock normally would on a working day so I took photographs of our most un-Easterlike snow from the bedroom and bathroom windows. The first shows something I never recall seeing before - the washing line thickly coated in snow - you can also see that the trees across the field behind us are almost invisible as the snow continues to fall almost imperceptibly as its flakes are very fine, but persistently.
I am now wondering whether I will be able to get to chuch this morning. Fortunately the service is at Nettleton which is on the A46 rather than one of the other villages down tiny winding lanes, and is at 11 o'clock; so, as long as I can get the half mile to the main road, I ought to be able to get there.
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The snow's already beginning to melt here in Doncaster.