Walking in a Swindon wonderland . . .

. . . um, well. Moving on.

Went to the Beehive last night with Andy and Jen.
Walking there: no snow.
Walking home: Snow! Snowball fights!

And the best thing about it? The snow was stil there this morning[12]. Okay, so I'm in work now, and can't play in it, but looking out over white is always better than looking out over grey.

A prediction: if it snows again this weekend, my NaNo efforts will fail spectacularly. It's just too big a distraction.

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[12] When I got to my car, I discovered that someone had written 'POO' in the snow on my rear windscreen. I was quite disappointed; all the other cars in the street had much better cuss words.