Blighty under a blanket of snow. The sort of thing that was the norm for Bulgaria. Where I’d spent the previous Christmas. Being introduced to Nanette, Nicky and their son Michael (pictured). But in what seemed to be a straight weather swop, not a single flake this year. The only snowmen artificial. Warm enough for an outdoor barbeque.
[Photograph reproduced with permission]
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