Friday, December 08, 2017

The white Stuff

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I wake up to a lovely surprise, a lovely white one.

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Here it has snowed heavily. ooooohhh as I look out the window while making breakfast.

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I pack my bag, and pack my car. I put an extra bag in and an extra board.

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I climb in the car and warm it up for Mr carshare and myself. I’m sure he’ll be here soon.

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An eventually he appears, and thus we set off.

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At work it is that time of year. I tell the intern boys to go and get the Christmas tree out of the cupboard. I tell them it is in a box.

20171208_115058_HDRI’m not lying it is in a box. But then they are thinking big. When they find it, after I give them some clues that it was right in front of there eyes, they laugh and we take the tree out of the box.

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A long while later I arrive at Stockport. When I get to Cannock another 4 inches has fallen and as the carshare man leaves my car to get into his I leave him trying to get all the snow off the car. Up the M6 I am driving in a blizzard, I slow down, call Alan and let him know I’m not rushing up tonight and I’ll be late. I’ll meet them in Manchester after the show. As I get off the M6 the snow stops. But thats not all. There is no snow on the ground either.

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Some time later I am waiting at the station for the 20:05 train. Alone. Munching on chedder cheese crisps for tea.

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I head into Manchester, I send them a t text to say where I will be. I’m very nearly out of go go juice on my home. I head to Home, in a way never shown to me by Alan before. Well you wander, you learn.

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Once at the Gaswork pub just as I’m about to enter, they say there is an interval. I quickly look at Google maps, I only need to be just around the corner. Can I make it in time, before it ends and my phone battery. Well the answer is no on both accounts! But we do get to see each other eventually while I wait in the bar area with a couple of buds. Ah it is good to get together again. We find a pub that is noisy, and in that noisy pub we find a very quiet corner and we natter for hours. This is nice this is how life is meant to be……

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