-1 to 4°C, 
Gave in: the legs insisted, I rode to work. Days like this are about keeping eyes wide open for possible (black)ice. All was clear until I turned into the road where school is parked. It was glazed, I rode straight, fine. But turning was impossible, so I used shank’s pony to teeter and totter the last one hundred yards.
I was left pondering, somewhat idly, but still…
Why did Walsall & Staffs do all that gritting & salting, but leave out the school? Schools are a magnet for large cars carrying kids short distances from home, needlessly clogging the streets. In a society that regards child safety with fanatical reverence so we are obliged to write risk assessments for the most unlikely hazards like throwing snowballs. Mind you, the pavements were too slippery for walking, roads get gritted, er, except this one. Oh well.
Anyway, back to the point; everywhere seemed to have treatement to prevent dangerous ice, but our school was left out. What’s going on. (there, got there in the end).
Micycle 
Here on the South Coast, we got sunshine rain and huge floating rafts of Russian pine. No gritting here!
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was there a shipwreck somewhere?
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Oh yes. A cargo ship lost its load of wood in high seas the other day, 14 miles off of here. It was actually Swedish pine, so it’s not as nationalistic and aggressive as was first feared and it has a keen sense of social responsibility combined with a quite cheesey taste in music. It formed a huge mobile raft before coming ashore along ten miles of coast. Some fishermen friends of mine are going to go trawling off Dungeness tomorrow and start a fencing firm with the proceeds.
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