Or to be more precise, we’re now ice bound. I saw a gritter the other day. No one in the office believes me, nobody has seen one and there’s been no evidence to suggest they’ve been either. The snow has come, the follow up snow has come and a couple of days later the thought you’d seen the last of us didn’t you? snow arrived.
Now its melting fairly rapidly in places. The pavements are still obviously icy death, and our road resembles an ice rink but patches of grass are still showing.
We’re venturing out to the Carol Service at St Stephens later, wondering how many others will be out on what is still a chilly day. I had the difficult job earlier of explaining to M’laddo why I couldn’t provide more snow. He’s enjoyed himself when he’s not got too cold you know.