I haven't been out since Friday night. It's more than manageable, as I have cupboards full of food (that people refer to as stockpiling
) that comes in handy at times like this, Sainsbury's is bringing me top-ups tomorrow, and I've had no real need to risk it. It's icy here rather than snowy, which is worse, IMO. I have boots with great grips (Doc Martens) that are more than a match for snow, but nothing can stop you falling on the ice.
I cancelled an event I was going to go to on Saturday, but it was a bus ride away, and the thought of getting to the station and then to the venue at the other end (and the same in reverse) was too daunting. My knees aren't great and the cold weather affects my asthma, so I decided not to risk it. The road at the back of my house is so slippery that neighbours have parked elsewhere to avoid using it, and Mr Dog has only used the car when absolutely unavoidable, in case he also had to find a space away from the house.
I just wish there was something decent on tv, as I would quite enjoy a few days on the sofa with my feet up.