Forebears from the Frozen North?

I'm sorry to be awkward, but I love this cold, crisp, snowy weather. Yesterday I spoke to our friend A on the phone, and despite being marooned in quite a remote area of Wales, she too thinks the snow is great. So now I know that there are at least two of us who aren't moaning on about it. Perhaps I'm just lucky, but I don't actually feel the cold very often, but then there is disadvantage of feeling far too hot when I'm indoors, and in the company of those who do feel the cold, because I can hardly bear their overheated homes, cars and shops. I've come to the conclusion that my ancestors must have come from the frozen north. Although I've been researching my genealogy for some years now, I've not been able to prove this fact as of yet.

I mention this because as we set off for M's radiotherapy session at the QE, everywhere looked so beautiful. We drove down to the station, suitably attired for the conditions. The rail journey to Birmingham was a delight - everywhere was blanketed in white. I was wishing I'd taken a camera, and unfortunately had forgotten my mobile phone, so I couldn't record it. Will try again tomorrow as I'm sure the snow won't have gone away, and with a bit of luck, will have been topped up. Once we'd returned home and I'd had some lunch, I was off down the fields with my camera, by which time the grey sky had turned to blue, and everywhere was sparkling. There were quite a few people out and about - and they looked as if they too were making the most of the beautiful conditions (so it's not just A and me after all).

Since we moved to the Midlands, over 30 years ago, we've never really had the severe winter conditions that we experienced whilst living in Sheffield. Nor, for that matter, anything like the winter of 1962/3 when I lived in Gloucestershire, when the ground floor windows of our cottage (on a main road too) were completely covered in snow, and we had to sit tight until the local lads dug us out. Then we joined up with our rescuers, to dig out other villagers. Now that was serious snow, and possibly what some other areas of the country are experiencing at the moment.

The Christmas decorations are all down now, but I must remove the holly wreath from the front door as soon as I finish this - I usually forget that.