Snow in West Yorkshire, 28 February 2018 |
You may wonder why I keep wittering on about the weather, well it's because I like to keep a log so I can see how the weather might change over the years. My deduction over the last decade is this: that it still rains most of summer in the UK, that the sun doesn't get through the clouds often enough, and it's even more miserable in winter. Pretty though, the snow, when looking at it through a window. I'm not complaining. I don't have to go out to work as I am happily retired and I did get several hours in the garden room over the last few days. If the sun shines for more than a couple of hours, the room soon warms up to a toastie 20+ degrees celsius. Nice.
The resident Ragdoll cat, Alfie, cares not about the weather and the snow and spent a cosy afternoon snoring his head off. Do you think he might have sleep apnoea? I mean, as cats sleep most of the day anyway, how can we tell? Turn your speakers up, give it a few seconds, and listen to this... At the end I am saying "I'm trying not to laugh".