And still it snows

Terrestrial TV gave up the ghost yesterday evening too, so Keith was even less happy, but this morning, a 'lump' of snow has fallen off the aerial and now he can at least watch Freeview and he has Sky Go too so is, at present, watching F1on his phone - fortunately via bluetooth, so I don't even have to hear it!

As you can see, the snow is still with us and increasing and multiplying as I write. This morning, I had to dig my way out through the conservatory door and then dig a pathway into the garden for the dogs to get out. What fun!


Even the washing line has come down with the weight of snow.
But Keith has his Formula 1 so all is well...



Mae'n bwrw eira - again!

And here we are again. The calendar says 'Spring', the weather says, 'Oh no it isn't! It's still snow time!'
As the snow is about 10 inches deep, there is no chance of Jake going out for a walk, as his little legs wouldn't touch terra firm. Paddy shows a distinct disinclination to go anywhere except a quick trip into the back garden to do what's necessary. 
Keith is equally lacking in motivation, justified in his case, as his ankle is very painful today, but he is also bemoaning the fact that the Sky signal is off, so he can't watch Formula One trials.
So, not all bad then!
Yes, I know, horrible, aren't I?

Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...