Well, it did. Neil had his works do and rolled in at 1am! to tell me it was snowing. Woke up to several inches of freshly fallen snow. Left the house at 6.45am before many folk had been out and about, and had the fun of trail breaking through the sparkling white drifts. I love the way there are always a few cat paw prints running hither and thither. Unfortunately the snow had flummoxed the local buses, even though Redline are usually really good at getting though. Fortunately a colleague who lives up the road came to my rescue, vehicularly and hot drink wise. We were a bit late for work but we got there safely thanks to said colleague and that’s what matters. Neil did his Good King Wenceleslas and walked to work through the snow and was rewarded with riches in the form of goldfinch & redwing. A further flurry of snow on the way home but the buses were back on track, so it was just the slippery pavements to navigate. Makes note to buy more salt.