We escaped

I got up with a determination to get to work, with the idea that the 9.45am train would be the way to do it. All I needed to do was dig the car out. I started at 8 am, I dug, I dug some more, I encountered all the snow the plough had compacted into the side of the car, and the -8 temperatures had turned to ice, at 9.15 am I had the back wheel on the drivers side clear. I phoned work to say it was unlikely I would be in.

With renewed determination fuelled by caffeine and toast, and my Mums help, we set too again and cleared the car. By 10.40 it was free! Cars were travelling gingerly up and down the road, so we thought we would give it a go. Down the road to the Spar, milk, bread, some grit and a few logs for the fire and we were away. Stunning country side. These photos from my phone.

No sledging today, I ache in places you shouldn't from sitting on that dam piece of moulded plastic and propelling myself at speed down a slippery slope.