What rotten weather. Good, eh? It must be bucketing down snow. We're off tonight to Christchurch for a week skiing. Fingers crossed it snows every night and is sunny every day.
Nothing from me for a week or more. Bear up well under the strain, everyone.
Dad is driving over the Rimutaka Hill to collect Ma and Toby this morning. I hope he fares well on the drive because that hill is sometimes horrible in bad weather and can be closed. We don't want to miss the sirplane tonight. Oh dear. Poor Dad.
We'll head to Ngaio collect wee Toby after work.
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