“Snow in Britain is of course unlike the snow anywhere else in the world. Even a centimetre of the stuff can bring the whole of the UK to a halt. Luckily the Council gritters had been out the evening before. Right now the roads, being busy with traffic, were staying pretty clear. My new road, however, being a small one with not much through traffic was steadily rising with the white stuff. I check my phone throughout the afternoon, waiting for the text from Lindsay to say she can't make it becau...se of the weather but it never arrives. At seven pm I prepare the food. A simple dinner of veggie burgers with pre-prepared vegetables. I’d chosen to stay safe. At five minutes to eight, there's a knock on the door. I give myself a once-over in the mirror. Yep, hair looking good. Clothes fitting the body nicely these days. As I open the door, I find a strangely wrapped shape outside. Closer inspection reveals a body in a padded jacket. There are several scarves wrapped around the neck and face, apart from a teeny eye slit which is covered with ski goggles.MoreLessRead More Read Less
User Reviews: