The only "nice" moment was when we went next door to BACA to buy a wheelbarrow and a spade so we could spread some salt down at the entrance to our car park. It's very slippery and we're going to be busy over the weekend so we didn't want any cars getting stuck. It was a beautiful morning with just the remnants of a pinky sunrise. The men at BACA wouldn't hear of us doing the deed on our own so we had two members of staff shaking out bags of cooking salt over the entrance and the bit of road that leads to it. The cooking salt worked better then the normal gritting salt!!
As we were doing our bit, it started to snow and the sky went all pinky and peachy. It was so pretty! And then something weird happened...we heard this terrible screeching and could only assume it was birds fighting! It was such an eerie sound!
We didn't see any more snow, but it was still bitterly cold and not very pleasant when we went to Booker and loaded up the car. The wind felt like it was coming straight from Siberia!
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