Growing up in the North West we never seemed to have snow. I remember hearing with envy of snowdrifts in Yorkshire and Kent. Today I spoke to someone from Garstang [just up the road from Preston] who has no snow at all. Meanwhile here in the east it is falling again, the most we have ever had here. Very exciting but very disruptive too. I have had to work from home this week, and Danielle is braving the hell that is the re-scheduled train service to London. Luckily Rowan's school is open; which is good news [a view not shared totally by Rowan].
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