There is only one thing to do in this sort of weather and that is curl up on the duvet. I\u2019m prepared to leave others to be intrepid explorers, adventuring out into the wilderness. For me, safety and comfort definitely come first. The other thing I\u2019ve been wondering is whether this is God punishing us for something. We\u2019ve had floods, we\u2019ve got snow; do you think we\u2019ll be having a plague of locusts next?<\/p>\n
The worst of it yesterday, apart from my Mistress struggling to drive in it, was getting back to the village and finding the lorry trying to deliver the wood for our new house\u2019s staircase unable to get up the lane to the workshop. My Mistress was making increasingly desperate suggestions of ways it might get round, but the driver was singly unconvinced. That isn\u2019t going to help everything getting finished on time.<\/p>\n
My Mistress has been showing me a new picture she has of Megan. It was taken at New Year and Megan is sipping Champagne. I\u2019m a little bit worried that she is getting the taste of the high life and will find living with us a little tame by comparison. I did try asking why I wasn\u2019t allowed any Champagne at New Year but my Mistress refused to discuss it with me. She has been on tablets which mean she can\u2019t drink and I think she\u2019s convinced that if she can\u2019t then none of the rest of us should either. That is except my Master, who\u2019s allowed to make his own decisions for at least some of the time and he didn\u2019t decide to drink Champagne and beer really isn\u2019t the same somehow.<\/p>\n
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