Ice and snow

Having become used to such a mild winter, it was quite a surprise to wake to an icy cold morning. I switched on the car's engine to de-ice its windows and ate my porridge at the front door so that I could keep an eye on it. By about 2 p.m. it had started snowing. By the time I went to collect Grandma from her eye appointment at Hairmyres at 4 o'clock it was like a winter wonderland, and the roads were quite slippy with snow. David had taken Grandma up to the hospital by taxi earlier and waited with her for her appointment, he is such a good grandson - all three boys are very nice to Grandma and she loves them making a fuss of her. When I arrived he set off into town to meet Chanel who is visiting for the weekend, and I drove Grandma home through whirling snow. Grandma's eye was sore after her injection but she is very brave and stoic. When I found out that she had slipped £10 to David, I told her that she shouldn't have given him anything, to which she spiritedly replied, "He's my grandson and I'll give him money if I want to!" which I thought was very sweet.