Braved the snow
I braved the snow yesterday to drive into Norwich to meet up with a friend who also happens to be a police sergeant. trouble was, heaving masses of Christmas shoppers had also braved the snow, and what with the local derby – the Norwich/Ipswich football match, held at Norwich and attracting the biggest crowd for years – traffic was nearly at a standstill in parts.
Still, I made it, and had a very good meeting, researching for my next novel, which will be a murder/mystery. All the staff at Norwich police station were really helpful, and I had a look at the different areas of the station to try and get an authentic background.
The journey home was fine, but it snowed again overnight (temperatures in Wales down to minus seventeen, we were a mere minus five) and today the roads are pretty lethal.
This early snow is unprecedented. We sometimes get a flurry in November, but I can’t remember snow that settles, not before January/February. Some parts of the country are knee-deep. We just have a few centimetres so far, but more promised (threatened?) overnight.
Of course, this being the UK, we’re never quite prepared for snow. The gritting lorries have been out, but we don’t have winter tyres or chains or anything like that. So it looks like a week indoors, snuggled up out of the cold, with my feet up.
It’s a hard life.