Shall I do a Facebook moan, where all these "privileged" people think they can talk others down and that They Know Best. They appear on nearly every post these days. I follow (amongst many others) the Dartmoor Public Group where there is - almost daily in this cold spell - a big spat between the people who live up on the moor and know how it is up there when it snows, and those people from the towns who see it as their playground, and then block narrow lanes when they park up, get stuck and demand help, or even - for heaven's sake - have to be told to shove off when they come up after dark and build snowmen on the plot in front of people's houses in a certain moorland town, making so much noise that the occupants have to come and tell them where to go as they are waking their toddler!
We're above the snowline here. Looking out on my slightly slippy walk this morning, you can see the snow is still laying on the hills and all the local lanes. Pretty though it is, I want it GONE now! I do not need daily updates from the news telling me that we are all in for temperatures "up to minus 20". Well, some poor devils up in Scotland are, but not this part of mid-Wales.
This is where I turned round on my walk - a big ice slick on the pull in to a barn. When running water, it had also gone along the lane and it was dodgy in parts so I had to be careful where I stepped.
Icy splinters.
The lane was clear here, but had a border of icy chippings thrown up.
This is the track to our house, still a bit snowy/icy/slippy. Most inconvenient!! However, I did go down to the town today to visit the Library, and get the Saturday paper, and draw some money out for Malvern tomorrow (Fleamarket). I may leave a bit later than usual though and will avoid my slightly-shorter-cut along the lanes to Glasbury and stick to the main roads instead. Will see how it warms up today. Even with the windscreen cover on the car, I had to put the blowers on full to unfreeze the wipers which had stuck-to on top of it and the windscreen, and de-ice the other windows. I shall take bread and cheese, a flask of Mulligatawny soup and I'm about to make a Chocolate Apple Cake.
I didn't go out to the Heritage (history) Society Christmas meal last night, as I didn't trust our slippy track and knew there were areas of ice along the lane in, having walked in on Thursday to collect the car from its MoT. I just wasn't in the mood, and also had slight worries about being hugger-mugger in a tightly-packed room of folk for several hours, and catching the flu which is doing the rounds.
You can guess which one is for Tam to look at!
The last of the light coloured fabrics for the William Morris quilt. On Monday I shall start cutting out the fabrics. Executive decision has been made to leave out the square in the Ohio Star block. Why make things even more testing for me?
Talking about things testing me, I pushed my nose to the grindstone yesterday and MADE myself work on the repairs to the Victorian quilt. I knew it wouldn't be easy but persevered. I shall try and do at least one little diamond a day, but it's hard when you are sewing through the cardboard shapes and trying to make any stitches on the back lining invisible and most of all, desperately trying not to rip any of the other VERY fragile silks. Fortunately, I have a box of Japanese silk remnants which I think it was Elaine (Tales From Parsonage Cottage) kindly sent me a couple of years ago, finally they have come into their own.
Having searched frustratingly high and low in this house for a book I was more than 3/4 way through over Christmas and thought totally lost, I picked up my handy little shopping bag today to take my Library books back in and there it was. I'm glad about that. (A Whisper of Sorrows, by JD Kirk). So there was just the gilt cream to finish the frame on the horse picture which I needed to hunt down - again, I had seen it but thought I'd moved it somewhere. When I looked properly just now, it came to light. I'm a devil for not looking properly, or making piles of things (WIPs), or putting things off till tomorrow. That is something I am attempting to put right in2025. No procrastination!
So, completely fed up with being cold, not being able to get out, not being able to make proper plans, having the weather an unknown and rather worrying factor for future events (including the February Fair) and until today, not being able to get out for a walk either, I shall hold hard to the notion that winter is blardy Inconvenient! Roll on spring.
Oh dear. I cannot tell you the number of times in my life that I have "Just had something just yesterday..." and now seems lost and gone forever. Most exasperating! Glad you found it!
ReplyDeleteIt's normally scissors. I have lost count of the number of times I have lost scissors, searched everywhere, finally bought another pair and then put my hands straight onto the missing ones the next day! Putting Something Somewhere Safe is an even worse happening -we once bought Danny a watch to learn to tell the time with, put it away safely (!!!) and found it four years later . . .
DeleteA helpful hint or two that I use to keep wipers free during freezing/snowy weather:
ReplyDelete1) if you can reach them, lift the wipers in the up position before bad weather is predicted, then lower them only when ready to drive away (perhaps, after the windscreen has defrosted); or
2) slip a couple of old, long socks over the wiper blades prior to bad weather (just remember to remove them before driving away :) ).
I think I will use the socks idea, as I have to have the wiper blades down to hold the windscreen cover in place as it only has a string on one side of it to hold it in place.Thank you.
DeleteNot too bad weather wise here in Suffolk, as usual we've missed the snow so far.
ReplyDeleteI stayed in today and made cheese scones - better than being out in the cold
It has been bitter here. - 2 to - 6 each night for over a week now. I have had cabin fever good and proper. I have a chocolate apple cake in the oven and really enjoyed making it, more so as I popped down for a natter with Ed the new neighbour's friend Dave who is doing some work for him at the moment and said I would take him down some cake (I'd already given him ajar of jam as I made too much for presents at Christmas). There was a proper purpose to making it. I think that is one of the things I miss now I'm on my own.
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