Currently, as I’ve mentioned, I’m off in deepest, darkest Shropshire at a Relay conference. We’re staying in a very beautiful and grand old house in a delightfully rural setting (a.k.a. The middle of nowhere).
It is very beautiful, and fun, and the icy landscape is extremely pretty, but, the middle of nowhereness and the weather combination may very well be our downfall.
Rumours of snow are circulating the camp, and the risk of us finding ourselves snowed in here beyond when we’d like to leave. In theory it sounds a bit fun, but I’m not sure the reality would be as good.
So, here’s hoping the rumours were false and that our weather holds.
In summary: praying against snow.