I was born in a snow drift...... well sort of , February 1963, so cold the pipes under the road had frozen.
I spent the first part of today fixing the rear brakes of my van in -2 degrees and loved it
I then went for a snowy walk on the hills with my daughter and the dogs. Cold but glorious, the sunset over the Welsh mountains in the distance was stunning.
This weather makes such a change from the wet nasty winters we often get, days of grey skies and mud. No wonder the Vikings went home in the winter.
It is just getting down to minus 10 according to the electronic thermometer I have left in the garden, it is covered in frost

. The butane gas blow torch I was using earlier actually was freezing up while I was using it reminding me of when I lived on the road and we would chuck the gas bottles on a fire for a short while to thaw them out to use in the caravan. Try telling the kids of today about that sort of thing, they wouldn't believe it
I am training the wife to live in a colder climate by slowly reducing the thermostat every winter, it is now down to about 15c [ big red line marked on it.....what a fascist ] consequently she makes less noise about going out in poor weather as it isn't a shock going out the door unlike some peoples houses where it might be 28c indoors and 0 outside..nasty ..
We have got a wood burner that gets lit in the early evening and is usually knocking out enough heat to stop the central heating going on too often even at the moment.
Yeh,, I love it.
