well that was less fun than I remember snow being...

got up to snow snow everywhere. feeling happy that it was monday and sure that a little bit of snow wouldn't shut the nursery me and little cat head off into the white.

hmmm.

really wish I had a snow plow on the front of the buggy. where it was really deep I had to do wheelies to get through it.

it'll be okay tho, it's only down the hill a bit....

text from the boy, his trains were cancelled. he on the way home. poop. well maybe he can give me a hand... I might need it.

make it to the nursery, the last hill is the worse... and of course, its closed.

brilliant.

try to get back up the last bit of hill. fail.

nice man helps me carry the buggy over the worse bit but I still don't have a hope of getting home up the big bit of hill.

sob.

little cat started out quite interested by all the white stuff and saying snow snow snow (well more like no, no, no but I know what he meant) but was becoming a bit grumpy that he was trapped in the buggy and cold.

phone the boy. he's having a cup of tea.

try again to make it up the hill. fail. phone the boy. he's on his way. slowly.

get almost all the way there but come to a complete stop in the side road leading to our house. it's at the bottom of a bit of hill and all filled up with snow.

great.

I let little cat of out the buggy to have a play while we wait and wait and wait for daddy.

and wait.

he gets there and we struggle home. little cat hopping into knee deep drifts. where are the bloody gritters ah? I demand grit!

so all at home and I suddenly realize that I am going to have another day with grumpy boy and I can't face it so I go to work instead.

which meant an hour and a bit horrible walk down a steep steep hill in the stupid slippy snow and I've twisted my back from nearly falling over and everyone else was out playing in the snow and taking photos and all my feet and legs are all wet and cold and it's still better than another day stuck in the house with him (not little cat I hasten to add! the big grumpy boy)

bah.

but it's warm here and no one is shouting at me so it's all good. no idea at all how I'm gonna get home. really hope they get the buses running or I'm gonna have to either get a taxi of find someone with skis (who can teach how to use skis... uphill).