For my entertainment this afternoon I have cleared six inches of the snow from the drive. Early next morning I must go to Denmark; if the trains are running: and if the planes are flying. So, rather than do it in the morning, I cleared the snow away tonight.
That assumes that the snow is going to stop at some point. It hasn't really stopped since about half seven this morning, and it has piled up. I have seen heavier snow, but not in England, and not for so long.
Anyway, the drive is clear; I have scattered rock salt, and now am back inside listening to the football on the radio and drinking tea. The cats must be wondering what is going on outside with the garden now hidden under a very deep blanket of snow, and none of them really happy about going outside, except when nature calls.
And the weather really has curtailed our activity yesterday and certainly today.
We went out at dawn yesterday to see what was abroad, and to take shots. The main road out of the village was snow and ice free, but the fields were covered in show. We just walked along to the main road, and back down our street to where the houses end to look at the wonderfully bleak view over to Kingsdown.
My back has been painful again, and went into full complaining mode at this point, so we headed back inside for second breakfast and another strong cup of coffee.
After lunch we headed into to Dover to Jools' brother's to help him bottle a batch of cider we prepared last week. The roads, at least the main ones were clear, and once the cider was bottled and capped, we headed back home so I could listen to the footy.
Oh, the pain: a 5-0 thrashing at Liverpool was the Yellow Army's reward for a seven hour trip to Merseyside in the snow. That hurt for sure. Only one point gained since the middle of December is not good and needs addressing.
So, in the evening we had five episodes of Great British Railway Journeys to watch, so it was train-porn evening.
And today: The snow began at half seven and has not let up. We went out twice to check on the roads, and to take pictures. Then came back. A day in which not a lot happened.
Steak and chips for dinner, and as I'm hungry, I'm going to go and start cooking.
See you next weekend.....
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