Got a call from the instructor saying that if I was happy with 30kts across the runway then I was on.
Shortly after that the clouds lowered and about ten tiny snowflakes fell, oo eerrr.
Turned up to find clearer skies than earlier. Half froze doing the check out.
Took off and flew around a bit, no longer scared because I was wearing foggles and couldn't see a thing. Let the guy who can see worry I reckon.
Tried to land in my first crosswind for over a year and had to hand over control because I really felt like a cork in the ocean. Instructor then said "Just bit of rudder to straighten" and pulled off a greaser.
Maybe I'll get it right next time.