Bloody snow again. How much longer can this winter last? It reminds me of the winter of ’63: my dad shovelled me a pile of snow to make a snowman and it froze solid. It seemed like weeks before I could make that snowman.
Apparently – though this may be media hype – children are now supposed to ask permission before they throw a snowball at someone. The words “Health and Safety” begin to sound like “Ministry of Truth” …
Mark’s mum is in hospital. We knew she was going in – on the 25th: then they had a cancellation and she was taken in on Tuesday. They told her on Monday. Did she tell us?
Apparently we’re supposed to guess. We heard about it yesterday from someone else.
I have to say this is fairly typical behaviour.
A half-day today. Thankfully the library is warm.
We are very pissed off today about CRB checks. The whole thing is a racket.
Kirk out.
Sarada Gray 