Hadn't realised we have quite so much traffic through the garden.
We did the Father Christmas bit yesterday, which involved a murky, slushy drive over to the nearby unitary authority. Soon after we left, my cold really started to blossom, and I hope I haven't passed it on to my sisters-in-law. The driving conditions weren't bad, in fact: as ever, the worst bit is getting out of the drive and down the hill to a somewhat clearer road. Had enough of the snow. It may go now.
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