The bright sun is gleaming off the frozen puddles and yesterday's sprinkling of snow glistens enticingly. But don't be fooled by the beauty. It is very, very cold and the wind is vengeful as it slices through you.
A big bowl of spicy homemade soup helps to warm our frostbitten fingers, bringing a rosy glow to our cheeks and a memory from our nursery years surfaces:
The North wind doth blow and we have had snow
So what should the stairlifts do now, poor things?
Just stay on the farm and keep themselves warm
and ride up and down on their rails, dear things.
Time for a hot buttered crumpet, I think!
Cheery-bye!
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