A couple of days after the weekend and you wouldn’t be able to tell Britain had been covered by snow.
My Dad came over on Saturday, to clear the path from our front door to the street and also ended up digging a neighbours car out of deep snow.
I returned to work on Monday. I don’t think I could have asked for a third day off because of it!
Right now, I feel for all the people who panic bought all that excess bread and milk, during the bad weather. People were buying shopping trolleys full of the stuff! All they have to show for their efforts now are bags of green, mouldy bread and bottles of milk, which bears more of a resemblance to cottage cheese.
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