The slowboy schoolward plods his weary way

Last weekend a thaw set in and once it started it was astonishing how rapidly enormous mounds of snow began to vanish.

But this morning Jack Frost was back with a vengeance and it was bucketing it down (does snow bucket down?) as I accompanied the world's slowest schoolboy to Björkhagen. His Lordship was well-miffed that we delivered little Zo first. Don't I understand who is the most important member of this family?

So just to show his disapproval he walked even slower which was quite an achievement as snails and tortoises were already whizzing past him.