[Acrylic-bob]

This morning at 5:45 while Acrylic-Biff was taking me for his early morning constitutional, there came a point where the wind changed direction. Suddenly, it was as if the air were full of fine needles. And I looked at said pooch and he looked at me, both of us aware of the change and what it portended. Silently and resignedly we turned and headed back indoors.

Turning on the news (BBC1) there it was. A met office weather warning. We must expect snow, it said, for tomorrow and Tuesday. Here begineth the winter.