Snow Joke

My mother always said, "you can have too much of a good thing", and well after a week of the 'white stuff' I know what she meant. Yes it's very pretty to look at, initially, yes the kids - and in my case the dog - love it, but I won't be sorry to see it go.

First, you never know what to wear. Water proofs or thick coat? Boots or wellies? On Monday I set out with full winter gear and gloves. Within in 20 minutes I was perspiring and my hands were roosting. Why? Becuase although we had 4 inches of snow on the ground it wasn't actually that cold.

Then there's the distuption to daily life. Roads are blocked, cars are stuck and people are slipping all over the place. Do you try to go into work and join all the others stuck in jams, or do you hold back - or go in at all - and run the risk of your collegues berating you for being late all because of a little neige?

I for one was happy to see the schools close. Hundreds of fewer cars on the roads in the morning rush hour is a good thing. There are loads of people who do need to be out - buses drivers, essential services staff, delivery lorry drivers etc - who all benefit from clearer highways and who do not need to be stuck behind someone, misguidedly, bravely, trying to stuggle-in on time.

Now we are closing early and everyone is heading back out, so its on with the boots.