Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Saturday, 12 December 2015

Weather Worries

The pouring rain in Salford was the least of my weather worries today as my sister set off by train for deepest Cornwall via the stormy Welsh Borders, where her scheduled connections were thrown off by a fallen tree on the line; then the message came of snow and flooded roads in the North East to potentially strand the boy (and his car) at his weekend workplace, which led to his mother checking the route in her car and then returning in convoy; after which news came through of my sisters safe arrival some thirteen hours after departing – oh, and it finally stopped raining in Salford.

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