I woke up this morning to see a sheet of white snow over our beautiful Square gardens. And how picturesque it was.

I must confess. I’ve been in a bit of a grump of late due to the sharp, cold chill in the air. I just hate the inconvenient ice and slush and getting out of my cosy bed in a morning (not to mention the reduction in shoe selection). But the fluffy stuff, I simply love! I felt like a child on Christmas morning as I walked into the office today. I had a big smile on my face and my wellies even got an outing. Yes. I was quite happy indeed.

Let’s hope it stays all cotton wool-like and doesn’t turn into an ice skating rink of pathways. And cross your fingers that the public transport service doesn’t let me down this weekend – I’ve got a very special event in the Shire to attend…

Wishing all a magical December!