I’ve been sick. To be honest, I haven’t really felt well since before the last term break (mid October). I keep getting almost better and then coming down with something. This time it was a nasty cough. I ended up not going to school Monday through Thursday. Today (Friday, 18 December) I was up, showered, and looking for warm dress clothes when Palak (my amazing department head, he’s everything an administrator should be) called and said that the school is officially closed. Last night Piers ‘reckoned’ (which is not hilly-billy over here, actually almost posh) that the kids wouldn’t be going today, but that since I walk I’d be expected to go in. Fair enough; I can’t remember ever not going to school on a snow day. And that goes back as far as living in Kelwood and Dad picking teachers up with the sleigh and ponies! (We won’t talk about how many moons ago that was!)
So how much snow does it take to shut the school? According to the school website and other media sources this is a ‘heavy snowfall.’ Pfft!