I understand there have been smatterings of snow in Nottingham. We, on the other hand, have experienced nothing more chilling than the slight, short-lived, frost early this morning.
It seemed appropriate, therefore, to scan another batch of those recently discovered negatives from December 2003. These record a trip to Sherwood Forest with Jessica, Michael, Heidi, Louisa, Emily, Alice, Oliver, and Paddy the dog. This National Park is somewhat further north than ours.
That winter was also colder than the current one. The naturally cool tones of these images sets the scene.
Here, between Michael and Heidi, stands Louisa;
who then becomes the sole subject.
There was just enough snow to make fairly decent snowballs. After lobbing a few, one of which, from Louisa, seems to be coming my way;
with Alice bringing up the rear, it was time to move on.
This evening’s dinner was Jackie’s poky pork paprika, dancing onto the plate possibly because of the salsa dip, surplus to Christmas requirements, that the ingenious Cook added to the mix. Perhaps that is also why the rice was wild. There were runner beans as well. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Costieres de Nimes.