This christmas reminded me of Narnia as everything was enchanted with snow and getting anywhere was a real adventure, especially in the car! My favourite memory was walking through untouched fields and stumbling across a pub which sold old Rosie Scrumpy. 3 Pints later and one for the journey back we bumbled home with rosey cheeks and cider hiccups. On our return back to the cottage a big ham was awaiting, ready to be devoured by the cider ramblers. Ohh delicious.
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| Ice, ice baby! |
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