We have the beginnings of a thaw today, but not enough to do a proper job, I fear. We slithered out for a few essentials yesterday - wine and a Christmas tree. The roads were not as clear as I'd expected, so we'd to take it a bit easy. As we turned into our road on the way home, we'd to hang around while a chap in a VW Touran got into some interesting angles while trying to find a bit of traction. I'm starting to feel less guilty about having bought a 4wd. It just ambles serenely on in the snow and slush. You can break traction, but you need to be pretty heavy on the throttle to get the wheels spinning. I think it has some electronic idiot-proofing that can be switched off for the Clarksons of this world who think it's clever to send their tyres up in smoke. (Oh, I'm glad I'm an old fart!)
The birds are starting to be a bit more interested in the feeders. There was a magnificent nuthatch at the peanuts yesterday - and an opportunistic blackbird on the ground beneath picking off the spillage.
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