It was a beautiful sunny morning but there had been, unexpectedly, a snowfall in the night. I trotted out soon after 8 o’clock to take a picture, and it was already starting to drip from the trees. A few minutes later, Al’s front door opened and he came out with the children and they started to build a snowman together. Dilly had gone to spend the night with her sister as they had something on this morning and she didn’t want to make an early start in the frost.
There are better photos, but they show the children’s faces, and Al’s, and I don’t think he would like me to post them. I am tantalising you with a glimpse of the mysterious and wonderful Sage.
My sister and I were grumbling about increased costs this morning and agreeing that we were both thinking before we spent money. A couple of years ago, for instance, when I first bought my present car, it cost £40 to fill it. Last autumn, it crept above £50. Now, it costs £60. Then I read this in the paper. And we shut up and wiped our eyes.
She’s at work tomorrow, so she left for Wiltshire after breakfast. It’s been duller without her…