Wednesday

Jersey still being a thorn in my side, not that the UK church isn't.

This morning it was snowing again early, and I wanted to get to the care home before it got too bad.
The petrol station, the big supermarket, and the garden centre, didn't have any grit left, but the ironmongers opened at 8.30 and they had grit.

I got grit and merrily gritted the paths and drives.

My friends were up at the community centre, and we got through several quarts of coffee, while talking about the weather, as you do.
Then I decided it would be safer to come home, all my gardening work for the rest of the week is cancelled.

I am not out playing in the snow because the winds are galeforce and I have been working on writing. I have a tricky bit of writing due in tomorrow.