This morning pater familias and mother bumped into each other in the kitchen during the morning melee and he said with a smile "It's snowing in Northumberland".
Ah.
Why the heck do we include this here?
Well the perfect recall of the meterological conditions of the north east of Britain all that time ago is due to a significant date. We had just arrived there on our honeymoon and overnight it snowed. We woke up to our second full day of marriage and the world was all white.
Fifteen years of marriage. Cool.
Congratulations!! What is that not silver obviously, but hydrogen, tree? Last time I looked me and Vero were celbrating our wooden anniversary - which considering how much wood we have to saw and chop to keep the burner going, is approproate. No snow here alas, just torrential rain. More efficient but far more boring!
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