I like to walk barefoot in the snow once every snowy season. I don’t know when I started doing this or why… It’s my thing..
Ok, I say ‘walk’. It’s more like taking two steps in the white stuff and then I’m inside again, running around to warm up my feet, and muttering “cold, cold, cold, cold!”
And it was bloody cold! There was NO way I could stand still in the snow so Tony could take a picture. So footprints it is…
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