So . . . Yes it froze over!
Did I notice? No - not until I was on my bum, sliding at a rate of knots down the log flume, with a bewildered looking dog on the other end of the lead!
Having notice no drop in temperature when I set out, I took the dog for her usual morning walk. We turned the corner at the top of the log flume onto what looked like the usual wet tarmac . . . And . . . Whoosh! Suddenly there we were - Bambi & Thumper.
It wasn't until I unsuccessfully tried to stand up that I realised why I'd fallen over. It was sheet black ice.
My only way back onto my feet was to crawl back onto dry tarmac at the top. I was somewhat relieved that there were only sheep around, to watch my antics!
As I write, Storm Jonas which plunged the East coast of America into Arctic conditions, has just arrived - in the form of Storm Gertrude ... and more torrential rain.
Next blog - Deliveries
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