Joshua and I drove in my battered old Belingo to pick up Jaya from her nursery among the infidels in England yesterday as it was bitterly cold, far too cold to walk. As we arrived the skies seemed to visibly darken and I felt even colder. I remarked on this to a mother waiting for her little darling and almost at once the skies opened spitting out big lumps of snow. Joshua got out of the van in excitement and left his door open so within three minutes his seat was covered in global warming. But by the time we had reached the bridge back to Wales the storm was over.
Back in Wales, we sat in the car in the farmyard as the sun beat down. A cold sun but sun in a clear sky. But within half an hour the skies had darkened once more and we had another violent snowstorm, this one lasting 20 minutes which prompted me to light a fire, something I had not been expecting to do until November. But I had left wood out just in case.
The video is of the first storm which Joshua loved but which rather frightened and confused poor little Jaya.
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