On Dec 27, 10:00*am, Graham P Davis wrote:
On Monday 27 December 2010 08:55, Dawlish scribbled:

Not a drop of rain, just a dryng, strong, SE wind and temperatures
which have risen to 6,5C. I think we've been transported to the
Praries into a chinook (no, not the bloody helicopter). here's hardly
a drop of water anwhere, yet almost all the snow has gone. Quite
amazing. Missus has gone running for the first time in 3 weeks and it
is a different, green, world out there. I hope the breakdown is as
easy for others, as it has been here, but I doubt you'll be quite as
lucky!

Went out for my paper and the only luck I had was in managing to stay
upright! All the ice was covered with a thin film of water to make it extra
slippy. One footpath which is still white with hard-packed snow had kept a
grippy surface until this morning when I found it was also rather greasy and
best avoided.

--
Graham Davis, Bracknell
It was raining cats and dogs and I fell in a poodle. [Chic
Murray(1919-1985)]

That's been us for days; the ice just got slippier nd slippier with
each slight melt and night-time freeze, but not, thank fully, now!