Monday, 2 February 2009



It’s snowing, it’s ten inches deep and it’s bloody freezing.

Pictures of my garden at 07.30 this morning.

The south and south east of England has ground to a halt, the roads are covered apart from two ruts running each way, and it’s still snowing.

I have just got back from the smash and grab (Tesco), picture below of the car park at 8.00 am this morning.

Coming out of Tesco there is a slight hill to the main road, in front of me was an RAC rescue van, he was sliding all over the place, hitting the kerb and kept stopping. Eventually he was almost at the top and stopped again for about five minutes, and he got out of the van, I got out of the car, and asked him politely what the firk was the problem “I keep skidding” he said. My reply was “you are a firking breakdown van, call the AA, they might be able to help”.

He managed to reach the top of the hill in record time.

Picture of my cat, who is in the best place.

“Before anything else, preparation is the key to success.” Alexander Graham Bell

Why does it happen every time it snows?


1 comment:

CherryPie said...

It looks pretty, but has made me feel all chilly!