I am still alive
but drowning in Christmas preparation.
We had snow last Friday. A decent amount of snow. A LOT of ice. So much ice on our completely untreated roads that we haven’t been able to get the car out. Might attempt it again tomorrow. I did try yesterday, but got stuck in the back lane then Ian had a go and ended up sliding the length of the lane in the other direction.
I did what all good housewives did – I dug up half the garden and laid a track of muddy grit for him to drive along. The elderly guy opposite dug and pounded through the ice with a shovel and between the three of us, we got the car into the garage. Looks like two of the tyres might be flat. What a wonderful way to pass the time.
So a huge thank you to the council in our area for not laying any of the grit that they assured us we had plenty of. That’s why they have so much. They never bloody use it.
Some last minute Christmas shopping and an empty pantry means that I have little to blog. I did make some truffles for Alex’s treachers, so shall update that as and when I can.
Oh, I almost forgot. Thanks to the Russian spammers who have taken a big interest in my site. I had 84 potential comments the other day and my little heart filled with joy until I realised it was all spam. Haven’t a clue what it all said, but there were loads of exclaimation marks, so I’m thinking it was exciting.
Merry Christmas one and all and I’ll try to get to the truffles when I can. x
Oh no Anna! Is grit like salt? That is what they put on the roads here. Hope you are able to dig your way out soon.
Hello darling, I feel your pain. I had to abandon my car on the A30 yesterday and start the long walk home. Fortunately after a couple of miles I was rescued by a kind Forest Ranger. I promise I am not making this up!
Cxxx