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The Police...
Dec. 2nd, 2010 01:48 pm...bless their little H&S guidelines, have closed Margarets Hill. This is probably the safest thing to do, as the last time it iced up, every car that was parked there (including ours) got caught in the same mass shunt.
For those of you who aren't aware, for the past week,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
helbling and I have been moving house, one car load at a time. After dantarian, xanthipe and cheekychipmunk showed up and provided themselves and a third car on Saturday for the first big transfer, every evening this week I have been loading up our Skoda estate (named Rhino after his Bolt-loving mascot) with as much stuff as it will hold, driving it all to work the next day, and dropping it off at the new place on the way home. pujaemuss helped out on Tuesday with a carload, and we're likely to have at least four cars worth this Saturday.
All this gets rather stuffed if we can't actually park near our flat because the road it's on has been shut.
I love snow. Seriously, I really do. The cold, as you're no doubt aware, has little or no effect on me, it makes everything very pretty, and I find the hysteria among motorists that half an inch of it tends to cause absolutely hilarious (though that was often because I was a pedestrian, and outpacing them).
Now I have upgraded from "Boots SE" to "Car v1.0", I am not worried by the prospect of driving on icy roads - stick to the main routes, and the killfrost used to treat them actually puts the road surface in better condition than if there had been a heavy rainstorm - and as a result, I would still normally find the above hysteria quite funny.
Way to bite me on the arse, fate. I hear it goes nice with tomato sauce.
All those who are planning to join us for this little Cirencester sojourn on Saturday, watch this space. There may be some creative-yet-legal parking going on if the police don't re-open our road.
For those of you who aren't aware, for the past week,
helbling and I have been moving house, one car load at a time. After dantarian, xanthipe and cheekychipmunk showed up and provided themselves and a third car on Saturday for the first big transfer, every evening this week I have been loading up our Skoda estate (named Rhino after his Bolt-loving mascot) with as much stuff as it will hold, driving it all to work the next day, and dropping it off at the new place on the way home. pujaemuss helped out on Tuesday with a carload, and we're likely to have at least four cars worth this Saturday. All this gets rather stuffed if we can't actually park near our flat because the road it's on has been shut.
I love snow. Seriously, I really do. The cold, as you're no doubt aware, has little or no effect on me, it makes everything very pretty, and I find the hysteria among motorists that half an inch of it tends to cause absolutely hilarious (though that was often because I was a pedestrian, and outpacing them).
Now I have upgraded from "Boots SE" to "Car v1.0", I am not worried by the prospect of driving on icy roads - stick to the main routes, and the killfrost used to treat them actually puts the road surface in better condition than if there had been a heavy rainstorm - and as a result, I would still normally find the above hysteria quite funny.
Way to bite me on the arse, fate. I hear it goes nice with tomato sauce.
All those who are planning to join us for this little Cirencester sojourn on Saturday, watch this space. There may be some creative-yet-legal parking going on if the police don't re-open our road.
