We two - that's me and Mrs Dujon, not me and the cat - a few days ago booked in for our treatment at the local clinic. The first available date? May 12th.

(Duj) Makes me think of the Fire Brigade joke - "Keep it going; we'll be along in about an hour".

Minus 2 °C, a bit more than an inch of snow overnight.

Hovering around 1°C here (I'm a few dozen km NW of Bismarck, I reckon) so the wet snow and sleet that's being hurled along by the stiff wind doesn't settle. It's grey. It's darker than it should be. I'm in the top room in the house working and the wind outside is howling mournfully around the corners.
Last Wednesday - only a week ago - I took an afternoon off and was walking along one of the big rivers with the dog and picking tulips under blue skies and in 22°C.
Ruddy weather.

Still -3° here - feels like -5° my phone app tells me. Not going out to find out for myself.