Showing posts with label grit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grit. Show all posts

Monday, 14 January 2013

True Grit.


Hmm …

I’m thinking the word, here … ?

Is grit.

Yes, I know you were thinking “What did he say … ?”

Grit.

So you know.

At ANY rate, we’ve had the first batch of snow overnight,

Not much, thankfully.

But enough for me to want to make use of the grit I’d manage to pick up from local Lib-Dem County Councillor, David Kendall.

OK, granted that could be washed out if we get rain, rather than the predicted sleet or snow, tonight.

But if nothing else … ?

Well, if nothing else, here’s hoping it helps.

Tuesday, 30 November 2010

Winterwonderland

You know, I’ve got to admit, I’m a devil for misreading rotas, I am … !

Turn’s out I had today off: but, given the weather, I’m also willing to bet I’d’ve had a phone call to ask me in.

Either way … ?

It meant that I could use my phone to take a few snaps, along the way.

If you’ve read today’s teaser, you’d’ve seen the first one: the next’s after daylight struck.

The third’s on the way up Warley Hill: and yes, before we complain about the roads not being gritted, that’s a gritting lorry caught in the carpark Warley Hill turned into, this morning.

And the last is outside the shop: I thought I’d show you the precinct area.

Just before people turned it into Brentwood’s version of the Cresta Run … …

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