As there was a lot of snow forecast for our area this evening I, and most of my colleagues, decided to leave work early so we could beat the traffic chaos that would definitely be caused by even the slightest amount of the white stuff landing on the ground. I was feeling quite pleased with myself as I arrived home just as the snow started to fall.
However, when I got indoors it was clear that all was not well. apparently something had gone wrong with the hot water tank upstairs earlier in the day and had flooded the cloakroom! Sheila had called Southern Gas and they were on their way to fix the problem despite the impending bad weather. Not bad eh, but then I do have to pay about £400 a year for the privilege!
The man arrived bang on when he promised, was here for an hour, and according to plan the problem was fixed. So far so good. However the new problem was that while he was here the snow was just falling out of the sky like crazy and we now had about 10cm on the drive. He was determined to get his van out and the snow was doing it's best to stop him. Having tried to back it out the darned thing became stuck so we had to spend almost an hour digging it out, moving it back and forth, and digging some more before we eventually got it up the drive and onto the main road that oddly was blocked in the direction he didn't want to go, and completely empty the way he did. Amazing.
