Sunday 24 January:

Very surprised to open the curtains first thing to discover we’d had overnight snow (maybe 20mm)! Ventured outside under the streetlights at 6am – that lovely time when no one’s yet walked through the snow and the day seems rather magical.
Without the possibility of streamed church (due to our lack of internet), Moira and I had originally planned to venture outside, armed with a thermos flask, in search of a suitable bench… but, with Moira’s sciatica, just a brief glimpse out of the window convinced her that bed presented a better option! So I ended up going for a dawn walk by myself – usual harbourside route – and collected the Observer en route. Rather nice to see familiar locations in the snow. Quite a few people – even at 8am – families with small kids enjoying the snow… and even two fishermen!
Very pleased that I’d ventured out first thing because the snow had disappeared by lunchtime.
Spent much of the day reading the newspaper and finishing my ‘scissor drawing’ (pretty unimpressive, I’m afraid) and then read some more of my ‘Pope’ book.
Roast pork supper (excellent)!
Evening telly: ‘Pottery Throw Down’ (discovered that, apparently, our internet problem also means no catch-up).
Image: Snowy harbourside.