On Saturday the snow returned. Not that it had really gone away as demonstrated by the piles of snow,5 foot high in some places, around my street that had refused to melt despite us breaking through the magic 0 degrees centigrade barrier for several days in a row.
According to local Radio people were stuck on the A1 past Morpeth for hours but this didn't make the national news , obsessed as it is with the South and the "bollock loads of snow" (copyright my student son in London) that had fallen on the Capital on Friday- thereby bringing the world to a white end overnight ,at least according to the London based Media that is.
My heart goes out to all of you stuck in Heathrow but please stop phoning 5 Live and complaining that "We are not being told anything" and don't phone to complain when you are told that your flight is cancelled and you're not going anywhere for a few days either.
Anyway the Sun is out here now and the roads aren't as bad as a fortnight ago. Not yet anyway. It is freezing cold again, -7 on the drive this AM as I was scraping the frost off the car for the umpteenth time this year.
The dog is still mad in the snow and when let off his lead just bolts for it across the Moor looking for anything green to sniff at. The father-in-law has not made it up to take the dog for his morning walk for a month now. I don't think he will again, at least not in the winter.
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