State of shock

Goodness me.

So anyway, this morning expecting the promised rain we awoke to snow.

Having checked the local forecast (head out of window) management decided it was back to bed as it was snowing.

Turns out both schools were open, so the kids could have gone, though of course they both closed again when it became clear that the weather was closing in.

The Met office optimistically assured us it was raining all day as the snow fell with ever greater determination.

When they had issued severe weather warnings, they still said it was raining.

We had now been in the house since Monday afternoon, we could take no more so off we went to town. Conditions were after all improving - the met office said so. It must be true....

This involved getting the car up the drive which was only going to happen if we used Gloria the fire engine. So with lots of hitching of ropes reving and reversing we got to the point where the hapless Xantia was dragged through various drifts till we got to the road.

I left management to it, to reverse the car out of the way so that I could get the fire engine back down the drive. Off I went down the road to where it was wide enough for a vehicle with a 90 foot turning circle to turn, then round and back.

Into the drive and pause which is where management managed to create a crisis to make a drama out of. She could not get the Xantia into the drive backwards and sat there slithering.

Rather then hitch up the ropes again I dived into the car, selected reverse and gently backed the car into the drive.

The neighbours, ah yes did I mention the neighbours, a goodly pose of other vehicles had built up and some comments and observations were made regarding gender diferences in driving which ran like water off the management back.

She just snarled serenly at them....

Anyway off into town, at this stage I was in trumpton attire, this being the only kit we have that is suitably weatherproof for lying round under cars and fire engines attaching ropes.

She was not going to be seen out with me looking like that she said.

I agreed to change but very fortunatly didn't

Into town, milk purchased, car fueled up, jerry cans filled for Gloria and a new battery thrown in.

In town it was rain, leaving town it was sleet, into the village and snow.

Climb the hill, drifting wheeling whiteout.

Up the minor road with conditions deteriorating exponentially, just about got past the drive and reversed in. Having decided not to take Gloria out and turn round, rather opted for reversing back into the field.

Mistake, big mistake.

Serious whiteout, lost sight of back of truck in swirling snow.

Visibility now officially not good.

Mirrors filling up, windows clouding over, my was I enjoying this!!!! .

Reversed in Braille using odd flashes and glimpses of track plus feeling the truck tyres riding up the sides.


Don't ask me how but somehow we made it into the field. turned round and drove back to house in rapidly deepening snow.

Decided to leave standing outside with a jerry can refueling Gloria for the morning. Wanted something to look forward to I suppose.

Replaced the battery, though of course I could do that in a nice warm cab.

Took some pics and of course blogger does not want to know them...

The management and I are now officially beyond suprise and wild surmise.

We await what will happen next with trepidation, though part of me thinks trepanation might offer some relief.

I might go to bed early tonight.

Now feels like a good time.....

A very good time...

R