Stone picking.

Stormy chilly wind coming in from north today. Some snow flakes in the air. Not enough to cover the ground. Seeked shelter in our garage. Found some good old music on the radio. Sat down on my chair. Did what I do every year, picking stones out of the winter tyres on Mrs B`s car, before storing them washed, cleaned and stone free on the tyre shelf, ready to be put on again when next winter season arrives. Don`t know any who are picking stones out of their winter tyres, but my sons, who have learnt from their father.