Woke up this morning to bright sunshine and a temperature of -11C. Between us we had three meetings today, all of which have been cancelled, largely because of the travel problems. It hasn’t snowed in Norwich today, but more is apparently on the way. We have had a fair wedge of it, but things were quiet as we set off for London on Saturday morning, and the roads were good.
Arrived at the Coomes’ residence in Leyton about 12.30 as scheduled and spent much of the hours before evening eating and drinking. Then we went out for a meal – our third visit to Baharat at Woodford, where we had a good Indian meal. On Sunday we went to Tate Britain for a noon start to see the Pre-Raphaelites. It was an excellent exhibition, though a bit crowded, possibly because it was the last day – though you had to book in advance. On the way out we saw Howard waiting to go in.
Afterwards we had a snack at Pimlico Village, an unpretentious cafe, before making our way home by Tube. It was very cold out. We had a meal in and stayed the night, so that Dot could do Philosophy at a nearby school the next day.
David and Kristine left by 7am, but we woke much later to find a smattering of snow on the ground. Because of a very bad forecast, I was uncertain what to do, but eventually I left shortly after 1pm and took the M11 – a good decision, because although it was snowing all the way up, it wasn’t lying on the ground, and I made good progress. After Newmarket the snow stopped and the roads were dry. I arrived in Norwich not long after 3pm and went to Morrisons for a bit of shopping and some petrol.
Meanwhile Barbara had arrived to pick up Dot, and their session at the school went very well. They too decided on the M11 and had an even better experience than me, stopping at the Services for something to eat while I had steak at home. I was intending to meet them at Scole, but by this time it had been snowing hard in Norwich for some while. Nevertheless I set out mid-evening for Scole, but the roads were treacherous, and it was snowing so hard it was difficult to see the edges of the road. So after making it on to the southern bypass and the A140 roundabout, I decided to turn back. Right decision, I think.
Dot and Barbara saw no snow until they reached Scole, but it then started and there was quite a lot on the road, so the last section to Metfield was the hardest. Dot stayed the night, of course. I was going to pick her up the next day, which dawned bright and cold, but it transpired that Barbara was coming in to Norwich for a course at Wensum Lodge; so Dot came with her. Unfortunately they were just late enough to catch the start of a huge blizzard. I waited for them at Morrisons, but because they had been held up Barbara drove straight to Wensum Lodge, so I drove there, transferring Dot’s stuff to our car before driving home.
That was the tricky bit. The roads were covered with snow, and it was coming down very hard indeed. II followed a guy who was all over the place, but we eventually made it to the bottom of our road. As I turned in I saw a van parked in the middle of the road, but I plugged on, and happily he pulled into the side as I approached, and surprisingly we just reached our driveway. After all that, we spent the rest of the day slumped on the sofa catching up on TV programmes we had missed.
Today we did venture out, walking to Morrisons to pick up a few items. We almost went by car, but just as we were scraping it, an ambulance decided to park at the bottom, blocking the main bit of road. Apparently if you’re an emergency vehicle you can do that, even if you don’t need to. Anyway, it worked out all right, despite the slipperiness of the pavements. Since we got back Dot has been cleaning the house and I’ve been catching up on e-mails, tanka-writing and blogging, among other things. Time passes quickly when it’s cold and white outside.