It can’t have escaped your notice… that pretty, but rather inconvenient ‘white stuff’ that arrived at our Cardiff doorstep last week…
I’m not a great fan of snow, I’ll be honest. I am still traumatised by childhood skiing holidays (more like torture than fun), have never enjoyed being confined to barracks by the weather, and find limited enjoyment in getting cold, wet feet.
But there is one thing I’ve always wanted to do in the snow, and I can’t believe I got to the age of 51 without doing it. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you…
My SNOW ANGEL!
50shadesofbrave 