I decided to set the alarm clock for 5.00am to watch the afternoon session of the Third Test from Perth (where it was 31 degrees celcius!) before Lord Twynyrodyn and Butterballs picked me up to walk to one of the crash sites on the Carmarthen Fan.
You can sense the change of atmosphere when it's snowed overnight as the light reflects from the white blanket outside the bedroom window. Well the forecaster's got it spot on with about 4" of fine, powdery snow on the ground. Guess that this would mean that the walk was off so settled down to watch Mitchell Johnson wipe out the English middle order.
Caught this cheeky chappie hanging 'upside down' on a bird feeder in the rear garden of a house next to the park which is opposite us. He must have been starving!
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