Snow go!

The snow, on the eighth day finally began to melt. “Icebergs” floated down the gutters. The windchill remained stubbornly low all day. I walked to the supermarket in the teeth of a stiff easterly sheering off the snowfields above the village. The temperature is forecast to hit +13 degrees overnight!

I am a intermittent football follower. I listened to the FIFA World Cup final on the radio from half time, when I got home. Later, I watched the finale on tv. An amazing game! I was pleased that Argentina won in the end.