Sunday 19th December 2010

Snow.

Yes, snow.

what it is that brings out our inner child?

The inner child that screams 'SNOW, lets play, that'll be FUN!'

The inner child that makes normally sane people drive at 90mph on ice.

The inner child that makes folks panic buy milk, bread and sprouts.

OK, maybe not sprouts, but still, confronted by endless rows of empty shelves, it's like a shop behind the iron curtain in the 80s.

So, back home from the course; I worked from home on Thursday due to me getting home so late on Wednesday. I can answer mails and check databases, call on my mobile; it really is almost like being at working the office; except with kittens.

Ah yes, kittens. Kittens like the cursor on the laptop screen, and think it's just another thing to be played with and chased. Oh how I can laugh now, but not at the time.

And then on Friday, I did make to trip into work, driving carefully as there was a dusting of snow. I got stuff done, made calls, done stuff on the databases. And then came home.

Snow was not forecast for that night, but was for Saturday. and so, against my better judgement, I went to Tesco that evening for milk, bread but no sprouts. We now have enough stuff until after Christmas. YAY!



The snow was not forecast to hit Dover until the afternoon, but by the time we got up the blanket was spreading south, stopping travel and forcing the postponing of sporting events. We headed out for a walk around the village, there was a little snow around, not a lot, but the ground was as hard as iron. I took a few shots, we talked, it was good to be out and doing something.



At the cliffs we went into the cafe for a coffee and a piece of fresh shortbread, before heading back home through the village. By the time we got back most football games had been postponed, and so myself and a lucky kitten to the sofa to listen to the games that survived.



At half one the snow began, and continued until dark. The ground was so cold it lay straight away. Most folks were already home and so the world seemed strangely quiet. I had lit to fire, and so it got nice and toasty, just like the average house cat likes it.



The snow continued to fall all evening, until the clouds parted and the moon came out casting a silvery light over the land. The reflections were so strong, it was almost like day, and there was even a shadow of the tree in the back garden.





Not much snow today, just a few flurries this afternoon. we headed out for the same walk as yesterday; the only difference was being ankle deep in snow today. At least the wind had died, and it did not feel as cold. we have made this walk in all season, and how the colours and vistas change through the year is really stunning. And now the year grows old, and most is asleep as the wind blows and the snow falls.



On the way back home we call in at the Red Lion as it was five past opening time, and very nice it was supping Christmas ale sitting in front of the open fire. Once home, I made sausage rolls, and soon they were ready to eat, hot out of the oven. Nothing quite like it.



And so, we should be able to go to work tomorrow; two days for Jools and three for me, as we begin our holidays by mid-week.

YAY.