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Much excitement in Bourton this morning with the issuing of a weather alert, as shown on the right. A whole five centimeters of snow, which in November is unusual. Unusual for recent times anyway.

Since America destroyed the planet's ecosystem in the 1980's November has been a time for bikinis and ice-cream, or at least it has been in the privacy of my own bedroom, so to have an old-fashioned November is fashionably retro. When I was young November meant having to suck Victory V's in order to get to school without the help of a St Bernard and setting fire to the school shed in order to keep warm at lunchtime. Ah, fond memories.

So while 5cm of snow isn't quite Narnia, and won't pose any trouble to walking boot or cloven hoof, it is exciting.

I cleaned my car tonight, and as you can see it was a little overdue. Actually a car wash cleaned it, but I oversaw the operation and the key to a job well done is always good management.

Country life is not ideal if you have car pride. Thankfully I have never suffered from that particular malaise, although I make up for it with other foibles and perversions. Still, she does look rather spiffy now she is clean.