It's a pain undoubtedly and causes no end of trouble but we were as ready as we could be this time and had a stocked up fridge, fuel and made alternative plans and I have revelled in it. Proper winter, as it should be, how I remember them.
We said hello to the pigs in the wood while they guzzled away their nuts, climbed to the very top of the hill then hurtled down. Oh it was brilliant. Exhilarating. My very best childhood memories revisited in the whoosh of a sledge and our little chaps whooping and spinning around.
It's a long walk back up our hill but very worth it for such a magical time. I love winter xxx