When we got up yesterday morning we were greeted by a veritable winter wonderland of whiteness, everything looked so very romantic, especially when the snowflakes flurried …
Nigel was beside himself with joy ….. all thoughts of the Cook Lady and his Friday morning sauce rotation duties disappeared from his little bobble hatted bonce as he found out his seaside bucket with which to fashion snow castles…..…….and when he and Darrell got downstairs they didn’t fail to notice an entrepreneurial opportunity …..
….. which they offered to remove from the windscreen, at least, for a negotiable sum, but Lucy was having none of it and said that she would rather wait for nature to take it’s course …. especially when she heard Nigel wondering if the vacuum cleaner would do the job quicker than a shovel!!
Once Darrell and Nigel were “actually” outside and up close and personal with the snow I could sense, by just looking at the expressions on their faces that a full and robust snowball fight was about to ensue …..
….. but I wish Darrell had been sensible and wrapped up properly first ….. a bit of snow and he goes just as stupid as Nigel ….