If Brexit wasn't making the TV news bleak enough, this evening we will be hit with dire warnings about how the country is set to disappear under ten million billion tonnes of snow.
But I urge you to ignore them.
There won't be any snow tomorrow, at least not in Guiseley. And there won't be snow here on Wednesday either. Or Thursday. Or Friday. Or ever.
And why am I so sure?
Because I've just bought Jamie and Charlotte new sledges.
I would've been much better spending the cash on sun loungers.
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