In the darkness of an early morning I coughed and spluttered. The cold that I had developed was playing havoc with my sleep. I lay awake waiting for dawn. Trying to find things to do to pass the slowly ticking away hours. One twelfth of the year has gone. January has disappeared and February with its changeable weather has arrived. As I fitfully sleep I hear the wind, I feel the cold, I wish for warmer temperatures and pray we have no snow. It does come. Tiny snowflakes . So far not enough to cause trouble but enough to coat the fields with white as we drive Gabby to an appointment with the equivalent of the doctors to have her lights fixed and her heater sorted. The trees look like a jolly Christmas card , sugar
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