S'no business like snowbusiness

A day of laziness. I emerged from Jof's bed at 1100, Bud brought us another cup of tea to replace the undrunk cold one, he'd been up for 3 hours already. Then it was down to the business of the day which was the sofa and tea diet: it did snow again but not heavily and the mercury must have reached 274 Kelvin because the ice on the pavements had melted a bit. At some point in what must have been the afternoon, Bud bullied us into going for a walk. Jof got sidetracked by a trip to the cashpoint and was never seen again: I took Bud off on a whirlwind tour of the local roads seeking the unknown park: this turned out to be a school playground so we couldn't get in. We found some virgin snow in a car park and started to defile it: that was when I slipped over and demanded to be taken home instantly, by ScottiBeam(TM) if possible. When we got back it was dark so I retreated to the sofa with fruit.

PORTRAIT GALLERY - other pictures from the scrapbook (thanks, JoniBobsmum, good idea)

I have perfectly captured Jof's mad hair, Benmume's bangles and pink socks, Poppyzmume's red dress but I swear I did not do anything about cats.
It later transpired Jof had gone out without her keys and had to have tea at JoniBob's house while waiting for us to return.