I’ve just been outside to take the stats, and it’s minus 5°C outside. Absolutely taters it was and my tiny hands were frozen.
Mind you, i’m disappointed with this snow that we had. Here I was, expecting about two feet of snow given the weather last night, but what we did have was a light dusting and plenty of ice.
When I woke up this morning, it was a mere 12.9°C in here and that was enough to make me want to go back to sleep. I’d been on my travels during the night, back to the days of my youth. There were two girls in the house where I was living. One was something to do with the owners of the house and had a superb bedroom all to herself. The other was an adopted girl and she also had a bedroom all to herself which, although nothing like as luxurious as the bedroom of the other, was still quite impressive nevertheless. However this perceived lack of facilities caused her to burst into tears and she came to me for some sympathy.
After breakfast, with the temperature still not rising and having to open the rooflights to clean the snow off the solar panels (although I needn’t have bothered – w’ve had hanging clouds all day) I lit the fire in here and I’ve had a low fire ticking over in here all day.
I’ve been working on the web page for the end-of-year summary for the work that I’ve been doing on the place here, and also on the itinerary for my North American trip of 2014.
And that’s about it really. This hasn’t been the weather to go outside and do anything.
