Apologies for no post yesterday but it was quite a busy day. In the morning we all met for coffee as usual - and this meant I wasn't home until time to get the lunch.
After lunch we made the journey to Darlington (about twenty-five miles away). About six months ago the farmer backed into a wall with our almost new car and made a nasty dent and broke the back light. On Thursday I did exactly the same on the other side. Yesterday we went back to the Body Shop of the garage where we bought our car to ask them to replace the back bumper, supply and fit two new lights and put in censors so that it didn't happen again.
That took up the whole afternoon. In the evening I did various jobs and there was no time left.
This morning we awoke to a covering of snow and a bitterly cold wind. This afternoon should have been my exercise for the over sixties class but the tutor rang to say that she was stuck in a snow drift all of ten miles South of here. By lunch time our snow had disappeared, so I presume that the same is true for her. But the class had already been cancelled, so I visited friend M and we had a lovely afternoon chat.
I had just got back into the house when the phone rang and it was the owner of the two dogs to say that they had been found. So the worry of that is over, thank goodness.
The farmer is despondent because after a week of drying weather the fields were just beginning to dry up enough to get on to (he wants to do some draining in the very wet spots); now - after rain and then snow - the fields are wet and 'claggy' again and we are back to square one. Such is the nature of farming.