The snow is turning to a nice mixture of hail and snow, I shall call it Snail.
I took some photos, as did everyone else in the UK. Look:
Our bin, last night. I spoil my readers.
Look! Footprints vanishing into the darkness! It's almost as if a big bloke walked into the garden and was then made to stay there while his over-excited wife took a picture.
A daylight shot of Mr WithaY's truck, please note the proliferation of overhead lines. Most artistic.
The back garden in daylight, full of grumpy cold blackbirds and scary robins. We have since refilled the bird feeders and put an apple out for them. If you don't placate them, the robin god comes in the night and pulls out all your feathers.