The slow return to normality begins.
Managed to get the Goddess running, yesterday the engine room was packed with snow, and tried a tentative run up the drive.
The snow is still so firm that the goddess rode up over the drifts rather than ploughing through them.
All academic though as there are places up the drive where it's 7 foot deep and part of the main road look like they are over 10 foot deep.
Getting Bethan and big D back was a complicated convoluted trek across fields going round the bigger drifts which, had they a soft patch would have swallowed you whole. All done in a fog that threatened disorientation at every turn.
We could hear the children for several minutes before we ran into Bethan who was delighted and big D who was in early stage hypothermia.
Thinking I really needed to have brought a compass we set off back into the thick mist and tentatively navigated our way back.
As luck would have it Taliein was playing in the field and we made the last couple of hundred yards by simply following the sound of a Bedford engine as he tried to use the flatbed to scoop up the snow by reversing into the drifts.
So we sit here hoping for a quick thaw to free the fields and clear the tracks.
We are back to needing another shop, and keeping the place warm has made a big hole in our stocks of firewood.
I have never been so grateful that we stocked up in the of spring last year, without that wood we would have really struggled.
Next month I start buying wood again, ready for next winter, surely it cannot be as bad as this one?
R
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It has been interesting listening to both Radio Cymru and Radio Wales, where they have had first hand accounts of previous winters-1980s, 1960s, 1947, 1933, 1924...
They were all 'long-haul' jobs.
Good thing you stocked up.
Being "old fashioned" has its merits!
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