Last night we got about 6 to 8 inches of snow so I thought it would be a lovely day for a walk. So I set off wearing thin tracksuit pants and a jacket and as I'm walking along, everyone is looking at me strange when they drive past. They're sliding along in the snow and I'm just amused by them, especially the little Ford that the driver had scraped the snow off all of the car they could reach, but there was still 7 inches of snow sitting on the roof in a slab.
I was going to walk to KFC except the path under the overpass hadn't been scraped or salted and I didn't want to walk through snow up to my knees so I bought crap from the service station and walked back. The wind had picked up on the way back and my ears, nose and fingers all froze totally. There was some guy on a quad bike and I wish I could borrow it. It would be so much fun in the snow!
Maz