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I'm certainly not there yet.  There is quite some way to go!

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Wednesday
Jan232013

Turn the tap off, please

 

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Yes, it is very pretty.

 

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No, we don’t want to sit outside to drink our coffee.

 

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We like to stay indoors and have plenty to eat, drink and to keep us busy.

 

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But perhaps we’ve had enough snow for now, thank you.

Reader Comments (4)

Whole heartedly agree. The poor polar bear across the road looks like he has had a night on the slippery tiles and then got caught out in a snowstorm. I have had it with shovelling for a little while now. So a polite Thank you but no thanks to any more from me too. Do you have the direct line?

January 23, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterMarianne

Oh how I agree! Being just up the road from you and ever so slightly higher and at the end of a cul-de-sac you can imagine the frustration. We don't bother to shovel it away as we have no pressing reason to be out and the village shop will do for a few necessities, although with a well stocked freezer and plenty of knitting and reading - I'm past caring!!

January 23, 2013 | Unregistered Commentermarion

AH! you have identified the problem with your title... you are asking that the wrong device be turned off. All Northeast Americans... currently suffering in sub Farenheit Zero temperatures... know that snow comes from a flour sifter, not a tap! Meanwhile, sharing the wealth of sifted snow with you is SUCH FUN!! no snow to speak of this year, but it is REALLY REALLY COLD here. Beg for relief from the flour sifter gods, perhaps you'll get it. And if you know who to beg for warmer weather, let me know..

January 23, 2013 | Unregistered Commenterjordi

I know living with it must be a pain, but from one now living in a hot dry climate, I say enjoy it. I have to think really hard now to remember that smell of snow, the stillness and the muffled sounds of a snow laden world. I think I would swop form heat, fires, flies and mosquitoes in a heart beat.

Tracy

January 23, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterTracy mcnicoll

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