
snow is falling, snow on snow, snow on snow on snow...
snow day for the sons (finally)
we needed to travel a while to find an appropriately sized hill to throw ourselves down.
mrs.perou getting very mardy about me driving her 4x4 sideways round corners (to the son's delight) and along the pavement to make way for smaller, oncoming cars.
i REALLY hate being told how to drive.
i hate being told what to do about anything...but specifically driving.
that's like insulting my manhood.
NOBODY PUTS BABY IN THE CORNER

z, mrs.perou and maximum
after stratford had been put back in the car for biting mrs.perou's foot on a run down the hill (he was over-excited: think tony montana in scarface with the big pile of coke)
and after we'd all done enough sledging in a blizzard.
after i was considering that even though mrs.perou's jeep is excellent in the snow, perhaps it was snowing so hard we could still get stuck
AND
we'd all got nice and cold...
we returned to the jeep where mrs.perou misplaced the car keys somewhere.
'it's in the sand snow'
followed half an hour of further HUGE amusement with everything being taken out of the jeep including sons and dog and seats etc. when just before i was planning to call the AA, the keys were discovered, in the snow, through a miracle.
thankyou baby jesus.
returned to farm observing many crashed cars in silly places.
(arnaud wrote off his car in canterbury today driving into a parked 4x4: doh)
drove to herne bay to get some ca$h out of barclays and they'd not opened today for 'the safety of their staff': pathetic.