As I write there is about 30cm of thick snow outside of the window. Last night it was -9c in London. It’s abnormally cold. Freezing, chilly, bitter, artic. I can use all my favourite cold words now. So, the boys and I are holed up infront of the tv. I’ve exhausted myself with arts and crafts and glitter yesterday – so am taking the time to look through my vast archive of photos. Here’s two favourite oldies.