We've now been in Wales for 48 hours. After enjoying a lot of sunshine in London, we had some rain yesterday, which I knew we'd see in Wales (you can't expect it not to rain in Wales). Today, though, the sun pushed through the clouds, and did its level best to warm our shivering joints.
Despite the cold, we've not stayed indoors. Yesterday, Jean and I watched the Bow Street Under 19s draw 3-3 against Machynlleth, just up the road from Jean's parents' house. I felt for the players, running around in low temperatures, some colliding with other players and crashing to the slightly muddy, damp ground. We met Jean's childhood friend, Ann, whose son, Jac, scored a goal to great applause. Afterwards, we spent a couple of hours with Ann and her family.
Today, we were reunited with our friends, Hannah and Moya at Hannah's house. Later, we went with Hannah and her two gorgeous daughters to the playground next to the Aberystwyth Castle. Harvey and two year old Emilia revelled in the delights of the playground, and the rest of us delighted in their youthful pleasure, despite the chilly, damp air. The cold compelled me to suggest hot chocolate, so we all repaired to the nearby Starbucks cafe at the top of Great Darkgate Street.
We're expecting reasonable weather for the immediate future. But the first half of February is meant to be bitterly cold. This is due to the jet stream being further south than normal. This is causing a displaced polar vortex: the frigid atmosphere above the North Pole is being pulled down over Great Britain, bringing strong to gale-force winds and snow in many centres. It will be, as the Daily Mirror put it, 'the polar brrrr'.
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