Snow

This may seem like an obvious topic for a blog but I was wondering if people shared my views on the cold white stuff. 99% of me hates the stuff but there is still the 1% that remembers childhood days spent tabogganing on the Epsom Downs. As an adult I find the whole thing so stressful. We have had a box in our car for the last two months in anticipation of being stranded on the roads, even though the winter thus far has been unseasonably mild. Yesterday I was so anxious the whole afternoon watching the sky; waiting to make sure everyone got home safely. My husband driving home from football made it just after the snow started falling. My younger brother drove from Sheffield to Surrey and made it safely even though he drove through some horrendous conditions. I know they both thought I was mad for being so worried but it frightens me when the snow hits our roads, no matter how prepared people say we are as a country.

Today has been a lovely day so far. I don't mind snow when I do not need to go anywhere. We have spent time taking our little one out to build her first snowman. She did not seem to be very impressed with the snow but maybe when she is older she'll enjoy tabogganing like I did. I am sure we'll have snow during many of the winters of her childhood.

Looking towards tomorrow though I am already beginning to get stressed and worried about the journey to work. I am sure it will be fine as it is all beginning to thaw now, but then there is ice to worry about after the colder temperatures overnight. I'll just try and focus on enjoying the snow today with the 1% of me that likes it and ignore the other 99% until the morning.