I've reset the Comments settings so that might nip things in the bud.
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Tiny snow flakes falling as I go out to buy bread at 7:45 a.m.. By 9 a.m. it's coming down quite thickly.
Apparently if you're farming blackcurrants this is the ideal weather. Which just goes to show.
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More vats of soup to prepare. Then hibernation.
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Hip it and trip it and chirrub and sing.
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