...Charlotte has just stuck her head round the door to inform me. I am sat in the conservatory, so close to the fire it is burning my arm, Darsh is at the dining room table, using Charlotte's old lap top, and Charlotte is in her room with her new laptop, eating cereals because although it is 5pm to us grown ups, she has only been up a short while, and is missing Matt!
The snow has finally arrived but it is a bit feeble, pretty, but not deep enough to really be exciting. Took Joe for a walk round the block all wrapped up in my layers. I stayed upright, but surprisingly it was him who slipped off a pavement and rolled over in it.
Been reading my camera book, it is definately the camera at fault and not me catching the wrong setting. I wonder if it is possible for the flash bulb to have 'gone', I plan to try and get it fixed if it is not too dear, as the pics I get from the old camera in daylight are absolutely fine. Darsh reckons he is going to try and fix it for me...NO... we already have a mountain of unfinished tries in the family room, and my camera is not going to join it!
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