Predictable blippage...

Arrived at school at 7ish to the welcome news that school was to be closed for the day. Gutted as you can imagine...

A three inch crack in my windscreen grew to over 10 on the journey to work - I wasn't at all girly and pathetic about it, honest. £100 squid for a new one which is rather irritating, it being the end of January.

Returned home via the supermarket where I looked particularly graceful trying to push a trolley through 5 inches of snow in the car park - not cool!

Narrowly avoided mowing down a pedestrian which was fortunate.

Leisurely brekky at home; a luxury only to be had at weekends.

Now cocooned in Upton St Leonards to begin celebrating Mr White's 50th! Bubbles making their way around my circulatory system as I blip. Bliss.