Jack Frost has made an unwelcome appearance. His icy tentacles have crawled all over the car windscreens turning them from glass to thick ice. His icy fingers have spilt white confetti like ice crystals over the lawns. All shining metallic silver in the thin watery December sunlight. Snow has fallen on the ski slopes of Scotland and could be on its way down the country towards us. Christmas is just round the corner. Town streets are festooned with lights. Some garish multicoloured light bulbs strung from light post to light post . Others more simple tiny star like lights twinkling through the christmas trees like a myriad of tiny stars. Shops are full of potential presents, all the trimmings for those presents and food for the festive season. Turkeys, stuffing, sprouts and Christmas puddings,mince pies and
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