A clear sign of the kind of weather we are having in Harrogate was the sight of a mother and son skiing along our street yesterday on the way to school. The only other time I remember seeing someone ski past our house was in Elland, West Yorkshire in the early 80's when we had at least two very snowy weekends there.
All my meetings have been cancelled this week. I have done a fair bit of 'telephone' visiting rather than try and get round on foot or by car.
Annette and I are just about to get wrapped up and walk into town for my slightly delayed birthday meal out.
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