The snow didn't hang around for long. Consequently I've been singing (even to my own annoyance) Twelfth of Never all day, the bit about "melts my heart like April snow" (I now have a deeper understanding of that line!) With the snow that came and went and came and went again in a day, a duck and a mallard appeared in our garden, which was quite an unusual sight.I was wondering how Tom was getting on in Berlin and so I texted him, only to get a text back at 8.30pm to say that the plane had been delayed by 10 hours and they were now expecting to fly out at 9.45pm! Poor things. He said, "I'm trying to reach my happy place. Not happening." He makes me laugh so much.
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