Proper snow

It’s a number of years now that I’ve been able to complain about not being here for the Beast from the East. I got stuck in the Netherlands with work, where there was hardly a flake of snow. So I’m making the most of all of this now, managing two walks in amongst work (well, one early before anything started, the other over lunch with Mel during which the heavens opened once more but we were also treated to some amazing blue skies).