CABIN FEVER IS SNOW JOKE!

Well, if you're reading this perhaps you've now developed cabin fever? I always said to my other half that I could quite happily live in a log cabin in a forest in the middle of nowhere as long as I had himself, our dog, my son, (notice the dog came ahead of the teenage son in the list - that's teenagers for you!) my Kindle, wifi, and an endless supply of coffee and perhaps wine?! Well, this week that dream has been tested to the limits and I can now safely say that the first thing I'd do to keep warm is burn that bloody log cabin down!!!

I've only been out of the house once all week, and that was yesterday to accompany the other half to a doctors appointment, and it was so bloomin' cold that I proclaimed that I'm not going out again until it's spring!! So it could be some time!! I've got rubbish piling up in the kitchen, as even going out to the bins involves putting on thermals, three jumpers, two pairs of socks, hat, scarf, coat, gloves and ski boots so that I resemble Chewbacca.

I envisaged endless hours spent reading, but I've actually become quite obsessed with this wintry weather. All I've done is peek out of the window to see which of my neighbour's is brave/mad enough to try and get their cars out of their drives (it was number 18, if you're interested, but they do have a 4x4 - showoffs!!!)

I also keep the whole family updated with weather reports, so much so, I've become a poor man's Carol Kirkwood! "Oooh, it's snowing again!" I squeal kneeling on the sofa, wafting up the net curtains and gazing at the Narnia landscape outside. Then it will stop and I'll inform them "Oooh, it's stopped now...oh wait!...No, that was the wind blowing flurries off the top of the car!" Then I'm on the weather app on my phone so much that my battery is only lasting for a few hours!

Tomorrow I am going to try and venture out for a visit to Tescos. I always looked down my nose at those people who saw a forecast on the telly and stocked up with enough bread, milk and soup to last them for six years, but now I've run out of all the essentials, I bet there's someone out there who would sell me a loaf of bread for £15 or a pint of milk for £8, but it's not all bad...I'm adding Baileys to my cornflakes and coffee - well it's got cream in it hasn't it?!

Stay safe everyone, and happy reading/looking out the window at the weather!! All too soon it will be gone, and we'll have nothing to talk about!!!!

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