The Journey to the Post Box (by sarah)
On Friday we had to go to the post box - we also thought we'd see if it was feasible to get the bus on Saturday for the Wedding.
We had to avoid the roads as they were just sheets of ice, I struggled to stay upright as it was!
I swear the post box was getting further and further away! And then it started snowing on us - something that Jean who had her face angled to the sky found most destressing. I ended up donating my Russian hat to her (you know the kind with the fury flaps) even though she was already wearing four hats! This was mainly as I had done a hood hat hood combo on her and then she decided that she had to waer the pink polly pocket hat her Uncle David had got her!
Still the church looked pretty.
We decided that it wasn't going to be good idea to get the bus especially as it would have to be the first bus so it wouldn't even be light. I was sad at the thought of missing another friends wedding (having missed three whilst in hospital!).
I don't think I ever been so happy to see snow melt and for it to rain! I would normally have been upset at this state of affairs but we made it to the reception of the wedding on Saturday after all 🙂
There is however still snow lurking in the more sheltered areas around here.
The Family | sarah | 
Sun 11th Feb 2007 11:56 pm
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