Saturday, 31 December 2016
New Year's Eve
A very treacherous morning, with fog and general moisture freezing onto surfaces, including road surfaces, coating it all in a thin but hard sheet of ice. It made for exceedingly slippery conditions, which caught my dad out whilst cycling. Fortunately, he was not seriously hurt, just a graze and a painful ankle. Could have happened to anybody. Had to take it easy, and we therefore enjoyed the evening in front of the garbage can, otherwise known as the TV.
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Happy New Year! Ice is very treacherous and will surprise you when you least expect it for sure. Hope your dad is better soon.
Your dad is clearly the intrepid sort; very thankful the harm was not more serious.
Ha, love your TV nickname.
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