Snow – the only time 4 inches can keep a woman in bed

You’ve only been in work half an hour and it starts. Text messages chime on two or three phones at once, like a drive-by of ‘Borrower’ Ice-Cream Vans. ‘That was my mother, it’s coming down heavy up the valleys, she reckons i’d better leave now’; ‘yeah same here, Merthyr’s covered apparently – shouldn’t have really … Continue reading →