It’s snow joke

I feel that the gods are conspiring against me. I was well up for a club run tonight, but have been scuppered by the most snow that I ever seen fall round our way.

The day started with a 6.30 phone call from the in-laws telling us that the M6 was shut and then the bbc informed us that most of the roads that me and Ginge need to get to work were also shut, at a standstill or under a snowdrift. He took the day off, I went to my other office; a 20-30 minute journey taking about an hour and a half. Having said that, I did well to get out of the end of the road considering the arse in the bmw who had interpreted winter driving rules as “leave your back windscreen covered in snow and then keep revving your car like your life depends on it”.

Managed to get to work and home safely, but spent the day office-boundĀ  looking out of the window at the snow pelting down. Whilst I wasn’t keen on being out of it, the fields and trees all looked beautifulĀ  and I wish I could have gone out taking more photos.

With temperatures not expected to get above zero tonight and the roads starting to freeze at half four, its fingers crossed for safe journeys tomorrow. Take care people!