Monday, March 19

Yet more white stuff

Looks a nice day from inside the homestead, but then I’m not one of drivers trapped on the A30. As the police are so fond of saying: “What part of don’t go out do you not understand?” I was hibernating, woken at eight – a combination of faulty fire alarms and neighbours texting for help. There was a time we used to take this sort of thing in our stride. Guess it’s not part of the modern era.

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