It’s taking a long time to remove that ice.
It was one of those days when we should have gone out somewhere, anywhere just to get out of the house, but we didn’t. The furthest I got was a walk down to the shops to get some ingredients for today’s dinner. I got as far as the corner house before I was forced to put on my YakTrax. Rain water on top of ice is a deadly combination. Luckily the Yaks cut right through and give you a perfect grip. Everybody else in the Central Belt was there too and they were buying thing, indiscriminately. Food! Let’s buy Food. The shops will be close for days over Christmas, where will we but Food. That’s the way it seemed anyway. I just wanted tomatoes, shortcrust pastry and cheese, but there were folk loading up great trolleys with every kind of consumable item they could lay their hands on. I know it usually happens at this time of year, but every year it seems to get worse, or maybe I’m just getting old and crabbit. “Surely not”, I hear you say!
I’d considered driving down to the shops, but I thought the walk would do me good and when I got there I was pleased that I’d walked. The road was clogged with cars in both directions. That’s where all the shoppers came from. I was thankful that some bright spark had put a Pelican Crossing at the entrance to the retail park. That got me across safely.
Walked back up the road as the sleet started. It soon turned to rain again, but didn’t seem to melt the snow or the ice, despite the temperature being above zero for the second day.
Dinner was to be a quiche. Mine was hot smoked salmon chunks and broccoli. Scamp’s was cheese and tomato. Not the best Sunday dinner, but fairly filling.
Spoke to Jamie later in the evening and heard about his week. Heard too about his plans for between Christmas and New Year, now that he doesn’t need to work those days. Looking forward to it. Glad to hear that Simonne is negative for Covid today. That’s a good sign.
Watched a 30 years of Jools Holland program after the phone call and like all of these things it was good in parts and in others it was just the same old faces, getting older. But 30 years? Surely not, is it?
PoD was a tradition. It’s Fairy Nuff the fairy not on the top of the tree!
Tomorrow there are no excuses, we’re going out, even if I have to dig wheel tracks out onto the main road!