Still falling

But the schools are still open. Damn.

Update: the county school closures website had crashed. In fact both the school where my charges go, and the school where I work part time, were closed.So the after-school childminding job was off, and tomorrow's proposed trip with the charity.

All good, because it meant I could set up my market stall, once I'd walked down to Stroud, and keep it up for today AND tomorrow. I didn't have most of my stall furnishings with me, but another trader lent me two elegant wrought-iron stands.

I spent the day titivating and rearranging, because we had so few customers. I also sold three watches for the watch-mender, who couldn't get in. Like most of us, he'd set up his stall the day before, ahead of the snow.

Is it worth it? Yes, because I like helping customers.I wouldn't have gone out otherwise. I'm glad I did, to see the world transformed by snow. Some children even went skiing in the fields around Stroud, though sledges and toboggans were a more usual sight.

These are the snow-capped teasels in our front garden. By the time I walked home from Stroud at 3.30, many shops had closed (if they had opened in the first place) and the roads had turned to slush. Hard to walk on, so I adopted a skating-style gait. In the side roads, the snow still lies thick, and children were sledging down the 'black run' on our estate, because it was clear that vehicles could drive neither up nor down the slope.

Walking into market tomorrow is going to be interesting, once the slush freezes. I might need a cane.



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