Today’s guest picture brings a welcome ray of sunshine from London. My sister Mary recently got a chance to admire her favourite form of London transport.
When we went to bed last night, it was snowing furiously….
…so we were relieved to find when we woke up this morning, that we had avoided the worst and the snow was perhaps a little less thick than it had been yesterday. Although it was still pretty chilly, it thawed slightly as the day went on, though it snowed again as well, and by the end of the day, with the main roads clear, it looed as though the worst may be over.
Judging by reports of power lines down and trees blocking roads and railways in the south after a gale had passed over that part of the country overnight, once again we have got off lightly here.
I hope that my correspondent Zyriacus in Germany has escaped the worst of the storm as there seems to have been quite a bit of damage there as it went further south.
Here we had a calm and occasionally sunny day….
…and the hills looked very inviting.
I would have liked to have been jumping around in the snow up there….
…but my only outing was to the shops to get some provisions.
This was a good thing though as it meant that Mrs Tootlepedal has recovered her appetite a bit and we enjoyed a proper evening meal which she cooked.
I tried to have a very quiet day as I have been being nagged by my children for doing too much. As far as I can see though, everyone seems to be making a very slow recovery from this bug so I don’t think I am being particularly careless.
Being nagged by your children to take care of yourself is a role reversal which is somewhat disconcerting….but cheering all the same.
I checked on the birds but once again, I didn’t spend long.
I had hoped to catch a robin on some snow but I had to make do with blackbirds….
…of all shapes and sizes….
…until one finally obliged.
The male chaffinches are looking very colourful when they are perched in the plum tree.
I put in some useful time preparing a couple of parish magazines for the Archive Group website. One of them had been scanned and checked by Sandy, which saved me a lot of work.
I felt well enough after my restful day to drive to Carlisle in the evening with my friend Susan to play with our recorder group. The weather stayed just above freezing and the roads had been well gritted so the driving was quite comfortable and the playing was as enjoyable as ever.
The recorder doesn’t require a great deal of wind to make it sound and my chest stood up to an hour of puffing away very well though I am tired enough to write a very brief post today.
The flying bird of the day prefers to remain anonymous.