Sister Snow

I can't seem to get away from the cold, cold weather of more Northern climes, thank the Lord no-one reads the blog and hence I spread no boredom. But just this morning the above photo came from my sister. I mentioned that she thrives in the cold, the opposite of me. Sometimes I wonder if she and I should have had the "temperature liking" gene spread better between us. Anyway divagations aside, here she is close to their second home in Sweden. No doubt a lovely place but not quite for me, enhanced by my only recollection of visiting Sweden being eating some garish green ice-cream and subsequently being extremely sick. Also, if memory serves me well, increasingly unlikely these days of course, they have extremely high prices for alcohol which very definitely excludes it from my list of good places to live, quite apart from the cold.

The photo below, sent to the Beeb by Eifion Bedford, shows ice (snow?) on a barbed wire fence in Wales and rather tickles my fancy. I have no idea who EB may be but am most impressed by the eye that could spot how to get such an evocative picture.