Snowballs at Jack

Come on Jack, they said. Come and have a picture taken beside the snow man, they said. Before it melts, they said. They all stood around smiling (I thought) with their hands behind their backs. So never being one to turn down a good opportunity of having ones picture taken, I obliged. That was when I realised that the benign smiles were actually evil, menacing grins, as they all produced snowballs from behind there backs! If anyone wants me I'll be indoors by the woodburner and if that gets too crowded I'll be over at the manor in their boot room by the boiler!