Spring is sprunging!
Hello Peeps
Spring is just around the corner, even the daffodils are starting to try and poke their heads up *YAY!*
Once again winter has been a non-stop round of work, horses, dogs, floods and this year joy upon joy snow : ) Live journal has been a thing that has just had to take a back seat to all of that, but,……….. SPRING is springing ….. *yay!* I know that I just said that, but its so good it needed saying at least twice.
After the snow this year we had the ice road small car driver series. The roads around here are bad at the best of times, but this winter they run out of grit and salt (who’d have guessed that you might get ice in winter and therefore you might need to grit the roads? Not us in the UK that’s for sure!
I had the most surreal experience one morning and if anyone can tell me why I went into *I must justify my own existence* mode I would be very grateful… onto the tale.
There I was driving along the ice road from hell, pausing briefly at each trashed car in the hedges, dykes or trees along my route to make sure that the occupants of said car’s were out and safe.. When I spied a very expensive and yet somewhat familiar range rover on the wrong side of the road in a ditch.. I was not going to stop because I could that the people were out and on the side of the road, but hang on I recognise the people… It is my bosses boss and his wife.. BUGGER.. my first thought was..
Oh Noes I am late for work and that’s my bosses boss, having a job pays for goods and services, which is helpful. My bosses boss has a sight impediment and is registered as blind… Good for me he won’t of seen me … his wife was driving by the way, just in case you were wondering : )
No I must stop and help… damn me for having morals.
I stop very carefully and see shout out “Colin, are you alright?”
“Who’s that!” comes the response.
“It’s me Christiana, I have rung the police for help”
“Thanks Christy, thanks for stopping!”
Then I go into … I am working really late tonight (which was true) I would normally have been through here over an hour a go! (Which is also true!), but as I said I am working really late (I work late most days it’s all true!)
I stopped, I helped, they didn’t need me to explain, but I felt guilty for not being at work *slaps self upside of the head* They just crashed a very expensive range rover … frankly I doubt they cared that I was late for work, I am so not getting a promotion and more money :(
In other unrelated news this will hopefully be the last year that I have to collect injured swans from my field for the RSPCA and the last year that loads of swans die because of flying into the power lines that run across the field.
The electric people have (after seven years of shouting at them) on Friday attached very sparkly dangly bits onto all the wires (very pretty) So the swans are safe, I how ever am not, the dogs ripped up the stairs carpet on Friday just to let the bad electric men who banged on my front door know that very vicious dogs live here .. end result one very cheesed of me on arrival home. No it wasn’t a nice carpet in the first place.. this is true, but it hasn’t become any more attractive now that it is not attached to the stairs! Then there is Sam (enormo horse) who being full of the joys of spring and spring grass already has now decided that the new spangly dangly things are indeed going to kill him … SNORT!
Over and out as I have stuff to do and people to see… But…. *yay* spring!
Spring is just around the corner, even the daffodils are starting to try and poke their heads up *YAY!*
Once again winter has been a non-stop round of work, horses, dogs, floods and this year joy upon joy snow : ) Live journal has been a thing that has just had to take a back seat to all of that, but,……….. SPRING is springing ….. *yay!* I know that I just said that, but its so good it needed saying at least twice.
After the snow this year we had the ice road small car driver series. The roads around here are bad at the best of times, but this winter they run out of grit and salt (who’d have guessed that you might get ice in winter and therefore you might need to grit the roads? Not us in the UK that’s for sure!
I had the most surreal experience one morning and if anyone can tell me why I went into *I must justify my own existence* mode I would be very grateful… onto the tale.
There I was driving along the ice road from hell, pausing briefly at each trashed car in the hedges, dykes or trees along my route to make sure that the occupants of said car’s were out and safe.. When I spied a very expensive and yet somewhat familiar range rover on the wrong side of the road in a ditch.. I was not going to stop because I could that the people were out and on the side of the road, but hang on I recognise the people… It is my bosses boss and his wife.. BUGGER.. my first thought was..
Oh Noes I am late for work and that’s my bosses boss, having a job pays for goods and services, which is helpful. My bosses boss has a sight impediment and is registered as blind… Good for me he won’t of seen me … his wife was driving by the way, just in case you were wondering : )
No I must stop and help… damn me for having morals.
I stop very carefully and see shout out “Colin, are you alright?”
“Who’s that!” comes the response.
“It’s me Christiana, I have rung the police for help”
“Thanks Christy, thanks for stopping!”
Then I go into … I am working really late tonight (which was true) I would normally have been through here over an hour a go! (Which is also true!), but as I said I am working really late (I work late most days it’s all true!)
I stopped, I helped, they didn’t need me to explain, but I felt guilty for not being at work *slaps self upside of the head* They just crashed a very expensive range rover … frankly I doubt they cared that I was late for work, I am so not getting a promotion and more money :(
In other unrelated news this will hopefully be the last year that I have to collect injured swans from my field for the RSPCA and the last year that loads of swans die because of flying into the power lines that run across the field.
The electric people have (after seven years of shouting at them) on Friday attached very sparkly dangly bits onto all the wires (very pretty) So the swans are safe, I how ever am not, the dogs ripped up the stairs carpet on Friday just to let the bad electric men who banged on my front door know that very vicious dogs live here .. end result one very cheesed of me on arrival home. No it wasn’t a nice carpet in the first place.. this is true, but it hasn’t become any more attractive now that it is not attached to the stairs! Then there is Sam (enormo horse) who being full of the joys of spring and spring grass already has now decided that the new spangly dangly things are indeed going to kill him … SNORT!
Over and out as I have stuff to do and people to see… But…. *yay* spring!