Snow

What could be more lovely than a small cottage in the countryside, a heated swimming pool, five days of holiday with my lovely husband? That was the plan - this afternoon we would drive off...to Devon. Except that Devon just happens to be the place that got about a foot of snow dumped on it last night. The only roads that go to our lovely empty cottage are closed or packed with abandoned vehicles.



At the beginning of the week the snow was great. Beautiful and fun and so exciting. But now? I am definitely over the snow.

(Although we're hoping to go tomorrow instead and once we're there I'll be back to loving the snow. What can I say? I'm fickle.)