Snow, snow, snow!

Woke up to find Brixton covered in the white stuff. Looks wonderful, though a bit of a shame as it seems to have scuppered the big family day and dinner Erika and Dan have been working so hard on. Oh well, we will probably go around anyway and just have to eat double!

Laura has gone out to meet Gary, who has apparently managed to get the train from Manchester, despite the snow.

As always, loving the view from our back kitchen window ...