A bitterly cold week where we spent several days with the heating on around the clock and the fire roaring from the morning onwards. I was in London again on Thursday for two meetings. A bit of a drag as the travel time to and from them was 5 hours, while the meetings themselves lasted just 3. Things got a lot more exciting at the weekend because we have had a delicious load of snow. It happened overnight which is my favourite. You can't beat waking up to snow you didn't know had fallen in the night. Rob and I woke at 6am and did a quiet happy dance on the landing so as not to wake the girls. Half an hour later I heard the sort energetic footfall coming from Flo's bedroom overhead that could only mean one thing - she had seen the snow too. I managed to keep both the girls inside for an hour or so but by 8.30am the temptation was too much and they were out in the garden in snow boots, jackets, hats and scarves making snow angels and chucking snow about. Brilliant. We'll be wrapped up warm all day today and having Maria and Lol over for roast lamb.
Also, Scarlett is a big fan of the books by Jacqueline Wilson, who has a prolific turnout of work, writing two a year. As well as writing children's books, she started as a teen journalist on the newly launched Jackie magazine, in the 1960s, which was named after her. She happened to be speaking and signing books at the De la Warr Pavilion in nearby Bexhill, so I got tickets for the two of us and we had a lovely girls' afternoon listening to Ms Wilson reflect on her enormous success.
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