Floating in the air

It has snowed.

I first became aware of this in the early hours of the morning when Martha woke me up to tell me. Confused, I got up, said good morning to Trotter, who is always confused, and went downstairs to make myself a cup of tea. I looked at the clock, which said 04.00 and thought the batteries had run out. It took me about 10 minutes to realise it was actually 4 in the morning and so I went back to bed.

I have awoken to a winter wonderland, so has Shane, who has text me to say he has been paddling about in his garden in his slippers and dressing gown.

Milan has text me to say it is also snowing in London.

How completely exciting.