Where fans of the Buffalo Bills which is pretty well everyone around here, are mourning the loss of their owner, Ralph Wilson, who has passed away at the age of 95. Who knows what will happen to the team now?
And as expected, it's still as cold as ever, with few or no signs of spring. I did manage a quick foray onto the ski slopes - probably the last chance this season - but the wind blew through my fancy Italian thermal shirt (40 per cent off in the Mountain Shop) like a hundred steel knives, so I had to call it a day. A pity, as the snow conditions were pretty good for March at the not-so-great elevation of Holiday Valley (aka the Aspen of the East). Well, goodbye till next season. I rode the lift with a couple of chaps from Ontario, Canada, who think nothing of a two-hour drive to get there, since it's pretty flat in that part of Ontario. I'm lucky that it's only 20 minutes for me.
Meanwhile, the garden still looks something like this, though the snow is getting patchy.
But don't worry, it'll be back. Even in a good winter, spring is at least a month behind London. And this hasn't been a good winter.
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