I am stranded in North Kent. I went to my mum's for her birthday after work on Tuesday night - what should have taken an hour and 20 mins, took 5 1/2 hours. We had to cancel our birthday plans yesterday and instead took the dogs for a strenuous walk in the deep snow (my calves were burning - not enough to clear the snow but it felt like it) and then walked a couple of miles to a restaurant for lunch. Today I got up early, walked 3 miles through snow that went over my (long) wellies at times to the station, waited for over 2 hours for a train in the freezing cold and then walked back to my mum's (snow still over the wellies and falling all the time). I want to get home! It's less my dedication to my job and more a desire to get home that's prompting me on. I'm going to try again at 3.30pm. We have a nice weekend in Suffolk planned that I'm keen to be safely home for!
In the meantime, I've eaten both biscuits and chocolate and am making no attempt to point. It's nigh on impossible whilst I'm not in control of much and I'm just so flipping cold and tired. I'm hoping that all the wading through snow will offset this but I dare say I'll regret it!
Hope you're all snug and warm - and at home!