Icy.

I'm still amazed at how we are in a different world out here. At school the sun was shining and my class didn't even want to wear their coats at playtime. 

While 6 miles and 20 minutes away the slush had frozen and walking over the snow was like crunching through a giant crispy meringue (funny how most of my metaphors relate to food).

It was so icy at the turning that I couldn't reverse the car around the corner but had to drive down to Bowden Corner, turn carefully there, drive back and then reverse around the corner from the opposite direction.

There was a very pretty sunset this evening which was beginning to fade as I started my walk down the hill. It had seemed ridiculous to put on all my extra layers when I was leaving school so I had to put on my over-trousers, boots etc while sitting in the car. The wind was icy but as always the views make up for the extra effort of walking down. No more disasters at home but greedy Patch stole a raw potato and ate it all up, to my surprise.