Snow!

Snow's irritatingly hard to photograph, isn't it? I mean, when I took this, it was coming down so thickly, but I just couldn't capture it.

When it started, about half an hour before this, it was falling quite lightly, and I said to Hannah it wouldn't settle. By the time I took the photo, we were discussing emergency plans fro getting to Salford. 

But it turned on a sixpence, and in the end we both had straightforward journeys south. 

In the evening, we had people 'round for mulled wine and mince pies, which was lovely. People started arriving at half-four and I was thinking we'd be all done by nine, but our last guests left at half-eleven!