Easter Sunday Snow

Back home after an inaction packed week (in my case) and a somewhat busier one for Jim. Jim has laid the floor vinyl in the back cabin, insulated, boarded, undercoated and painted the engine room ceiling, done most of the shopping, insulated the slides and the foredeck hatch, and driven us to Stoke Bruerne and, separately, to Napton, and back ... I have kept the fire going, made occasional desultory stabs at the laptop, and polished some brass.

I have at least got some Christmas cards pictures for this year now. Taken, of course, on Easter Sunday. This is my favourite of the ones Jim took when he braved the journey to the shops. It was actually quite a hairy drive in the snow, along the unmade road that runs parallel to the High Lode with no barrier or any indication of the road's edge, other than its disappearance - and a big pile of hardcore to drive round which means getting pretty close to the edge at the best of times. Cars in these drains are not a particularly rare occurrence.