This will have to be a pictureless blog since Google refuses to let me download the one I wanted.
This will not stop me describing (since I can't illustrate) the scene I encountered on my way round to the bus stop this morning.
A nasty sleety sometimes thick sometimes thin snow was coming at me hard and fast. So, an umbrella being worse than useless in such weather, I pulled up my hood (fake-fur lined) around my pinched and frozen face and scurried in to the shelter of the bus stop.
The rooftops were white, so were trees, hedges and passing cars, the road wet and with white curbs. Very pretty - if you're inside, looking out - less so if you are in the thick of it.
After a hard 2 hours brass cleaning - deferred to Friday courtesy of innumerable school concerts each day this week - I swigged a half pint of strong coffee and headed, fully armed for the great outdoors.
Lo and behold, glittering sunshine is everywhere, snow nowhere. Good, I thought, library easy accomplished,Orange shop, slightly embarrassingly less easily accomplished. They could not believe I'd only used £10 worth of calls in over a year!!
Boots, W H Smith and Sainsbury's all easy, quick and painless.
Out into the.......what happened to the sun, it's pouring and very cold, run to taxi, hampered by heavy bags,
fall gratefully into the back and get home 6 minutes later in ........sunshine.
Realising that grabbing my chance was a good idea I hastily put the shopping away, picked up a large and very heavy bundle of magazines and their Christmas card and walked round to the local surgery, only about a quarter of a mile but the busy A41 to cross and a freezing wind to combat,
Back home sun fading fast so grabbed the bundle of cards for the houses in the Close, and took them round each and every one.
By now the sun had gone it was clouding up fast and the bird feeders all needed filling.
That done thought, I'm hungry, must be lunchtime. It was 2.30 pm. so fed my face and thought just time to write a quick post on the millions of tiny time-consuming activities which fill my day, then I can rest (anno domini catching up) and realised that it is of course, not Wednesday but Friday and I've got to get into town again at 6.30 for choir practise.
By that time it will undoubtedly be Winter again!