There are only 7 days left in Feb and we are still planning around snow & ice - we certainly haven't travelled as much as we normally would have & it's playing hell with BW's stoppage schedule.
So I think we shall hole up here for a day or 3. My lock wheeling buddy has been collected today and I have to confess to falling asleep over my book after putting on a couple of loads of washing and a bit of a clear up. I shall really miss him, he has been such good fun and so helpful.
I must go foraging for food tomorrow and do some cleaning but, if we're still here in a day or two, I think the time has come to get the paints out. When the shop was open 6 days a week I always took one and a half days out a week to paint. Retire and move onto MR for two years and there hasn't been time. How does that happen?