Your Trugmakers Mid Jan News

Well well, time to relax - NOT! The snow just continued and continuuuuuuuued. Cycling to work took me back to my youth as a speedway rider, broadsiding around every bend (and on the straight as it happens). Fingers resembling those chipolatas we forgot about in the freezer since 1978. I discovered an attachable hood for my super winter coat purchased for a Christmas trip to Salzburg two years ago, just the job I thought to avoid frostbitten ears. While hurtling across the common and fast approaching an A road to cross, of course I looked both ways to check that all was clear - problem was, the hood didn't rotate with my head as it was velcro'd to my shoulders. I found myself staring at fleecy hood lining left and right, nice quality I thought, but not relevant to the fact my brakes were totally ineffective due to the build-up of snow on the wheels. I hurtled across the road bouncing over the hardened snow and motor tyre channels into a cul-de-sac (a short cut). I slid to a halt to investigate the screech of brakes and ensuing shower of snow akin to a seagoing supertankers bow wave. I wondered if they were making another TV advert, as a gorrilla was in the driving seat of an articulated Tesco lorry, his face against the windscreen and obviously missing the funny side. He wouldn't even smile for me while I took a picture of him with my mobile phone!
                                                  Anyway, the nice man obviously missed me, otherwise I wouldn't be writing this.
                                                  Fantastic things these ABS braking systems, I wish I had them on my bike! 
                                                  I know now why 'hoodies' wear hoodies! If the Tesco lorry driver (who probably
                                                  eats rottweiler burgers for breakfast) recognises me, he would probably knock 
                                                  me out, lay me down and reverse his lorry over me (understandably). 
                                                  After decompressing his entire load which had concertina'd after stamping his
                                                  size 12's on the super ABS braking system, every cloud etc., in Tesco's that very
                                                  evening the wife and I half filled a trolley of massively discounted goods due to
                                                  damaged packaging!

 
As I oft repeat, we as a family, celebrate everything. Ya can't have snow without a snowman!
This is my daughter Lori posing while I search for a carrot nose from the freezer. Building a snowman at night, minus 5, in her P J's! Before sympathising with me for having a child with an IQ seriously below par, Lori is at Brighton University, two years into her BA Hons. degree to be a teacher (take my advice, start saving for home tutoring)!