Yesterday snow fell in some parts of the UK. Many people get quite excited at the first snow of the year, though I know most of us hope it falls when we are safe at home or where we want to be, snug and warm and our loved ones are too. Here near Bromley in Kent we had a smattering. During the morning whilst I sat in a cafe with my crafting friends there was a flurry for about fifteen minutes. At first a few flakes, then the wind blew it sideways and we wondered if someone up the road actually had a snowmaking machine and was teasing us.
The snow got a little heavier but it didn’t come to much. I watched from indoors knowing that if I dared get my camera out and run outside it would stop, plus I was warm and cosy, I had a cappuccino in front of me and my knitting in my hand. It stopped as quickly as it had begun.
A trip to Whitstable in the afternoon was decided on a whim. It’s about an hour’s drive away, and it could have been seen as slightly mad to consider it with the inclement weather. However, it was fun (and very chilly with a breeeeeeeze off the sea) and we found they’d had a little more ‘snow’ than we had.