We don't have curtains in the bedroom. Instead we have clothes racks on wheels. When I withdrew one this morning I was a little disappointed not to see a thick blanketing of snow. Actually I should be glad. The workmen have to drive down from Burnley and we don't want them being trapped there.
One useful thing I've discovered these past weeks is you really don't need a fridge during an English winter. If your kitchen is unheated- as ours is- anything you leave lying around on the tops will keep fresh.
I'm reading Wilkie Collins' Armadale. It's gripping and preposterous.