seventyeight: onehundredwords….#81

100 Word Challenge

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The prompt for this week is

…the unseasonal weather meant …

Each time the weatherman tells us it’s going to snow a collective groan goes round the office, then we ask how much snow will stop the deliveries. Then again each time I hope enough will settle that I won’t be able to get the front door open – that’s the problem with our front door – it opens outwards. This time the unseasonal weather meant that the top half of the country has ground to a halt and the southern half can’t decide what they’re doing. At the moment it’s sleeting outside, it’s settling on the cars but not on the road.

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