Woke up to a snow covered world this morning.
However, it was, as Winnie the Pooh might say, the wrong kind of snow.
It was soft and wet and soon turned to slush.
There was proper snow on the hills and a colleague who lives on higher ground was unable to get to work.
I really made the wrong call and went shopping at lunchtime instead of taking photos.
By the time I got out into the countryside in the afternoon, it had clouded over and a lot of the snow had melted.
Still, I couple a couple of cosy wooly bargains in the sales (not sheep, I hasten to add).