We have a hole in the roof ( Read more... )

I'm sick of living in Narnia;  I can't even find the wardrobe!

It's lbooyd snowing again!  Sigh..............................................

Yesterday Charles ran out of his gluten-free bread.  He doesn't like the GF bread that I make and  I can't say that I blame him now that we can get Genius GF bread which is delicious and doesn't taste like "special" bread at all, so he had to go to Asda to stock up.  I've been moaning for days about being stir-crazy, so he suggested that I went ( Read more... )

It was John's 73rd birthday today. I can't believe I'm married to such an old man!

We couldn't do any of the things we'd planned, because we were under about 8 inches of snow, so I've missed Alison's art class exhibition and couldn't get hold of the stuff I needed for a special birthday meal, so I treated us all to an Indian takeaway instead and ( Read more... )

The kind of snow you usually see in a blizzard is falling thickly and slowly from a heavy grey sky and looks as though it could go on for ever.

How much more can there be up there?

We had about 4 inches of snow during the night.

I was woken by the telephone at 7.40 this morning and was a bit confused to find John on the phone asking someone to come down and let him our of the car.

I'm not at my best with telephone conundrums when newly woken, so it took me a few seconds to understand that he'd somehow got stuck in the car with ( Read more... )

Snowing again!  More like a blizzard, in fact.

I hope all my friends get home safely before snow sets in in their regions.

Oh hooter the lbooyd snow ( Read more... )

More snow, hours before it was forecast.  It started, hardly visible, at around 9.45 and 10 minutes later everything was white.  Now, 90 minutes later, everything has a good covering and it's snowing horizontally.  It looks as though there's plenty left up there.

I was rather resentful that I couldn't go to my writing group today in case I'm still ( Read more... )

Ugh!  I loathe the snow.

When I was about 3, living in Hampshire, we had a huge snowfall and my Pa was terribly excited about it being my first snow.  So he dragged me out to play snowballs, and he was soooo disappointed in me because once I realised the stuff was wet, and my mittens became icy soggy things on my poor cold hands, I just wanted to go ( Read more... )