Tomorrow La Famille PM should be heading northwards to enjoy some early festive fun with aunts and cousins galore. Unfortunately, the Weather Men of Doom are predicting The End Of the World by Snow. Apparently, by mid-morning we will be pinned in the house by drifts measuring feet in height.
Needless to say, the travel plans are on hold, pending weather reviews on the hour every hour. I have a tapemeasure, a hot toddy and I'm ready.
9 years ago
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I hope that the weather predictions are not as bad as foretold for you and that you have a lovely Christmas.
I am resigning myself to the prospect that we'll not get back to Scotland for Christmas, but if we do then that is a bonus. (Secretly, I think it could be great here anyway)
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