Snow Day!

Snow day! Snow day! Lovely, lovely snow day! What a pity I still have to go to the shop. Snow days are quite rare these days seems a shame to waste them working. But, as time progresses forward without our willing consent, I find myself an adult with the responsibilities of an adult and, grudgingly, I give up all thoughts of the fun a snow day offers and set about getting ready to go to work. I march off, puffed up with stoic adultness, to my daily grind. Leaving all the childlike whispers of the fun of snowdays behind me...........except for the snowball fight on the way to the car!