Sunday.
Well the path was still as slippy as the night before if not worse. I made my way gingerly with Kev's help to the bus stop.
It was a busy day, started off a bit slow then by lunchtime it was heaving and that continued up until closing. I dread to think what the next two weeks will be like. Oh well, retail at its best.
By the time we got back into Cotgrave the path was finally clear so there must have been a bit of a thaw during the day. I was very grateful for that.
Charlotte came round later for a coffee and a chin wag. She's in countdown now, ready for her Christmas break. We have only three more shifts as this year I'm not doing extra. I have always done a bit, but not this time. One, because of my reduced mobility and two, because of the bus situation. I can't guarantee to get home after a shift at the moment. And I am not prepared to wait in town in the cold for hours or pay for a taxi home. Not at the price they charge, if they'll take you at all. So I have next weekend and Christmas eve to do and that'll be it. I can see us having to have a taxi next Sunday as I doubt very much we will make the 5.20pm bus due to getting out late from work, as you know that there will always be those that leave it until Mary's waters break to realise its Christmas and they haven't got enough food in to feed the wise men let alone the donkey.
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