Especially when young, many of us dream of a white Christmas.
The last memorable ones for us in London were in the early 1980s, when
Matthew and Becky built a festive snowman in the Gracedale Road garden;
and, in 1986 Matthew pushed Sam and Louisa scrunching over the icy snow wrapped in warm clothes and a blanket,
and later for a sledge ride over Tooting Common’s frozen lake. Click on any image to access the enlarged gallery.
This afternoon I read more of ‘Gentian Hill’.
For dinner this evening we finished Jackie’s delicious chicken curry and savoury rice, with which I drank Coonawarra Cabernet Sauvignon 2022.