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When I was a child in Doncaster I hadn't seen snow, though there was a grey sludge that never lasted long. When my parents visited Pickering to view the farm they intended buying they returned with a flask of white snow - it was April. Our first winter at the farm we couldn't get to school for a week because of the snow drifts. We didn't have a sledge but we had something much better, an enormous metal tea tray!