Elsewhere in Britain we are told they woke to snow again this morning.

Here we have bright sunshine and bitter cold. It looked like a jacket morning, but a nose out of the door proved it to be a coat, scarf and gloves day.

Now - quarter-to-three - it has just started trying to snow with a few reluctant flakes wondering whether they should make the effort to reach the ground.

I have just looked at Liz's blog and seen her snow - much like ours of two weeks ago.

Monday

It snowed overnight, but settled, not beautifully as two weeks ago, but old before its time, wet and discouraged on the exposed grass, shunning the lea of buildings and trees, and hardly touching the bushes in its silent slither to the damp ground.