On Mon, 20 Dec 2010 16:19:43 -0000, Jean Wood <jeangrahame@orange.fr> wrote: > In 1962 I had just completed my second year at Traing College In Bucks, > butwe lived in rural Hampshire. My parents had arranged for me to > babysitwith some friends of theirs on Salisbury plain. Dad took me > there, probablyon his motor bike, on Christmas Day but I was trapped on > Boxing Day andstayed an extra day or two or ten ... Once into January, > it was more worrying > as important work was due to start back at college. John wored for > Westlands,and it was decided that if the weather did not ease off, he > would arrange for me to go to college in a helicopter. > To my eternal sorrow, it thawed just enough for me to be got out! Oh, what a pity, Jean! The countryside would have looked fantastic under a blanket of snow back then. I've only been in a helicopter once, but it was one of the highlights of my life, and it would probably have been one of yours had you made that trip before the thaw. A Christmas highlight for me, nowadays, is going up into the little towns and villages of the Cotswolds, but, sadly, there has been little of that this December because of the snow. A highlight of the 1963 winter was walking with my school friends and P.E. mistress in the Cotswold lanes around my school in Chipping Sodbury, instead of having games lessons. I remember that the snow was piled up high in the hedges at the sides of the lanes. That winter another highlight was that girls were allowed to wear thick black stockings to school because of the cold. How the memories flow once we get started:-) -- Josephine Jeremiah www.ianandjo.dsl.pipex.com