How Many More Times

Evening all.

This is a backblip (no surprises there) of the beginning of a fairly frantic and fairly tragic week at work.

As you can see the snow was still hanging around, although the roads were all dramatically improved apart from the one over the woods towards Sheffield which resembled the Cresta run, single track, large banks of snow and ice which i foolishly attempted, then wisely abandoned.

Anyway, the snow like the week, is in the past, and all is good.

night all.


Led Zep