Christmas has come early to Suffolk. We woke up this morning to find the village transformed into (cliche alert!) a Winter Wonderland. The childrens' schools were closed and so its been a day of snowman making, snow angels and cold, cold hands with intermittent forays indoors for hot drinks and hot food and hot water bottles.
Of course, as usual, U.K. is rubbish at organisation and foresight when it comes to such lovely weather. It's as if the powers-that-be forget each year that in the wintertime it sometimes SNOWS !! Last night saw broken down lorries and cars on 'A' roads hereabouts. There was no gritting beforehand. Some people were stranded on the Orwell Bridge (the River Orwell runs through Ipswich to the sea at Felixstowe and Harwich) from about 9 p.m. last night until they were freed at 6 a.m. this morning.
Still, it's everso Christmassey isn't it and it is the best kind of snow too: really lovely and soft and with a bit of sunshine in clear blue skies. More snow forecast for this evening and tomorrow too I think.
