I'm jealous. We heard about all this snow coming so I rang round on Sunday night to cancel the Monday evening Comhaltas lessons. By Monday night there was hardly any snow on the ground at all. Oh well, better safe than sorry. You don't want carloads of kis getting stuck going home at 9pm on a school night.

What little there was was gone this morning. My nine-year old was most disgruntled. Wrong side of the pennines (or right side, depending on the context). I didn't even get the day off work. Bloody teachers.