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Heavens...
It's snowing, by the Lord Harry. It's snowing.
Not much in the Great Scheme of Things(c), but snowing nonetheless. It's sticking, too. At this rate I confidently forecast three, maybe four millimetres by morning. If the wind picks up, it might drift to an entire centimetre in places.
Just enough for a snow mouse on top of the car...
Not much in the Great Scheme of Things(c), but snowing nonetheless. It's sticking, too. At this rate I confidently forecast three, maybe four millimetres by morning. If the wind picks up, it might drift to an entire centimetre in places.
Just enough for a snow mouse on top of the car...