Hillend.

A quietish day with Herself working all day; she normally only does a couple of afternoons a week so will now be rather tired. I climbed out of bed, just after she’d left, to find that it had been snowing and it continued, on and off, until lunchtime. I popped out just before dusk to find the sun shining from a rather murky sky. I  popped along to the decorated tree on the bing (see extra) but no baubles had been added though quite a few had blown off in the gales; I’ll wander along on thirteenth night and remove the debris if it's still there. That gives the perpetrator the opportunity to collect his/her property which has given a few people an innocent laugh.