Not sheepish, but individ-ewe-al (livredor) wrote,
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Stranded!

Ahh, snow! It's lovely and white and fluffy and photogenic. Dundee has acquired several inches of the stuff in the past hour. And very fetching it looks too.

I must admit that an hour ago I was feeling considerably less positively inclined towards snow. An hour ago when I realized that my usual habit of, while I'm in the lab I might as well get a couple more things done - after all, it's not as if there's anything to go home to except housework, la la la, oh dear, several hours seem to have passed... is not such a good plan when it's New Year's Eve. When I discovered I'd missed the last bus home, and there wasn't a taxi to be found anywhere.

Snow is considerably less lovely viewed from outdoors during a snowstorm. When it's rapidly making the ground slippery and dangerous, when it's seeping into woefully inadequate shoes, when it's gradually penetrating clothes, when it's being driven into one's face by a vicious headwind and all those fluffy looking flakes suddenly feel like little needles, and when there's two miles to walk with the air full of it, and the ground covered by it, and ugh ugh ugh.

So there I was struggling along, trying to keep my mind off the discomfort by such distractions as feeling grateful that I am in fact physically capable of walking two miles in snow without any serious ill-effects (at least, probably), and composing this blog entry in my head, when I realized someone was shouting to me from across the road. And who was it but a lovely policeman who had taken pity on me, and gave me a lift most of the way home in his policecar! Not all the way, cos he decided that my road was too steep to drive on in these weather conditions, but he turned my expected hour's walk into a 5-minute dash for cover. I should note that even that five minutes was enough to cover me with a significant dusting of snow.

It's not the first time I've been tempted to believe in guardian angels, but wow. I feel that the faith in the police that was inculcated by my middle-class upbringing is vindicated. If it had been some other kind stranger, not in uniform, I suppose I'd have had to refuse the lift, which is kind of depressing. But anyway, yeah, safe home, and just drying out and warming up with a cup of tea...

Happy new year, everybody!
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