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Just occurred to me ... I probably meant 10 cm not 10 inches... wtf do I know. I never was much cop at measurements.
Just got back from Ma's. The road down to her house (very steep and only tarmac halfway down after that it's cobbles) is strewn with abandoned cars. Slewed to a halt at odd angles at the sides of the road. Three of them appear to have crunched into each other.
I like snow until I have to leave my house. Particularly when I have to leave it with Pilau :P It's cold on this hill at the best of times, add snow and an icy wind it leaves your cheeks feeling like you've been at them with a brillo pad.
There is still though, even with all this conscious dislike, a little part of me that rejoices when I wake up and see white through my window. before my brain has caught up and done the maths (dog-walk-cold etc) the ten year old that's hiding in my head shouts out excitedly.
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