Another bitterly cold day with more gales and more snow moving north but easing slightly as the day goes on. Feeling like the bastard ice age in the wind. Maximum temperature 0°C.
Down on the farm, we’ve spent the entire day snuggled down in the barn. Farmer and Mrs Honey have locked themselves away in the farm house and we’re all cwtched up. With enough tea and biscuits to see us through till next week, we’re all sorted – even if we get snowed in. Who said school days were dull?