We do some mad things at times. Battling through the snow after an afternoon’s drinking with The Stymaster & Mistress being one of them but these are events that you remember for ever. I knew it was going to snow yesterday but when Mary looked out of the window in The Pretty Bricks and said “it’s a lot worse than I thought it would be” I knew we would be in for an adventure home.

Thing is though, despite the snow, I would have had a 30 minute walk home as the bus service in Essington doesn’t recognise Walsall as a destination, a topic of some debate here in The Principality.

Despite that, it was a rather splendid afternoon, and The Beer in The Bell was superb, and good company always ensures it went too quickly.

I woke up this morning to about 4 inches of snow and was surprised to see it had drifted somewhat, so much so it has taken me most of the morning to move it.

With the temperature just about freezing this weekend, it will qualify for a drink with the Stymaster and Mistress. You see, we can’t meet up for a drink unless the temperature is in extremis – its part of the rules.