Monday, February 2, 2009

The estate was as pretty as a picture when Clarence woke me this morning. It had clearly been snowing much of the night. The roof tops of the various outbuildings, the stables and the gatehouse were laden. Tracks of a few adventurous deer and a fox were clearly visible as I stood by the window helping myself to Dawkins' finest kedgeree and some hot java. I hear that no buses are running in London because of the snow - it make me wonder how ordinary people will get to work.

Fellows and Osborne are out with the snow ploughs clearing the estate roads.

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