Deep and Crisp and . . . It's gone!

 Tuesday. 7.35 a.m. I was somewhat shocked, when I opened the curtains this morning, to discover snow, not just fluffy bits falling from the sky, but covering the road and the garden outside. My car, which I can see from the window, was covered in a fairly thick blanket. I thought it only fair to find Alfie's Regatta jacket and put it on him before we went out, and I put on my hooded jacket. I don't think he appreciated the cold when we eventually left the building. As I write this, it continues to snow, and it doesn't appear to be stopping. I don't ever remember snow this early in the winter.

Thursday. 8.15 a.m. As I said in the above post, the snow came and went just as quickly. This morning we again have snow, but it's left a rather thin layer of the white stuff on the grass in the garden.

Yesterday morning I was about to drive to the Oaktree Centre, but had to spend around 10 minutes scraping ice off the car's windows. I have antifreeze spray, which I had the foresight to buy in Sainsbury's a few weeks ago, so I shall use that in future.

Saturday. 7.10 a.m. This morning there's rain and it's a good deal colder. I have just been watching BBC Breakfast, and there's a weather warning in place. Storm Bert is on the way. There's snow falling in the north of England, and it looks as if Scotland will be covered in the white stuff.

Sunday. 6.30 a.m. I awoke, due to needing the loo. I could hear the wind howling around the building. There was no way I could get back to sleep, so I decided to go online. I have a new family research site membership, My Heritage. It has more details of people as well as pictures, so I can at least see what some of my ancestors looked like. The new fibre broadband is working well.

Wednesday. 1.05 p.m. I have now got a second online genealogy subscription with something called MyHeritage. I have got back 40 generations, which is amazing. I have uploaded the Gedcom file from Ancestry which makes things easier and quicker and I have many new people on my family tree. I have one of Henry VII Is wives in my tree, Catherine Parr. 

A really typical November day. I went to Sainsbury's earlier and couldn't believe how dark it seemed. It has turned really cold and wet, and we have yet another storm coming in and Milton Keynes is on flood alert. This one is called 'Storm Connal'. Apparently, the name was given by the Dutch Met service.

Thursday. 8.00 a.m. Cold and frosty this morning when I took Alfie out. I reckon the car will need defrosting when I go out later. I have a new bottle of antifreeze spray ready, which I got in Sainsbury's a few weeks ago.

Wild and Windy

 Monday. 8.05 a.m. Thank goodness the high wind has gone. It's relatively mild as I write this.

Tuesday. 3.45 a.m. Here I am again, early hours of the morning, wide awake. I might just as well be on the MacBook writing this than not being able to sleep.

I have been doing family research for the past few years. I don't think I've ever mentioned it on here. I have had a subscription to a website called Myheritage and had done a considerable amount of work on there and got back to around the time of William Shakespeare. There are quite a few holes in the research, and I've built a family tree to which other people who are doing their own family research can contribute.  I have now set up a subscription to Ancestry.co.uk and managing to continue with the research. I am now building up an index file of people in my family tree, which seems a better way of collecting information rather than merely putting it in a notebook. I can add information (i.e. birth, death, where they lived and anything else relevant.) on these cards when I discover it and in this way make sure that individuals are easily identified. With so many of my ancestors having the same Christian names, it's quite difficult at times to identify individuals, so to have as much information as possible makes things a good deal easier. As a result of my research, I can get back 12 generations on my mother's side. Quite an achievement, but I hope to get back even further, with continued research.

I got the inspiration for doing my family history from the BBC television series 'Who Do You Think You Are?' where celebrities follow their family history back in time and make interesting discoveries. I think I had intentions of doing this before this show, but it was the spark that set things going. Probably quite a few other people have followed this path. It has obviously been made easier because of the internet, with such sites as Ancestry and others. Once you've signed up it's merely a question of putting basic information in about your ancestors, dates, places they lived and so on, and off you go.

Weds. 2.20 p.m. There are two washing machines for the use of the tenants in Dexter House. They have been on what you might say their last legs for months, and one has been showing more than usual signs that it isn't working properly for the last couple of weeks. It has now been removed from the laundry room and has now been condemned, which means that it can be replaced. Or so it would appear. But there are so many layers of management that things have to go through before a new washing machine can be installed. The old machine is standing in the entrance hall, so we only have one fully operational machine. But now this working machine is showing signs of not working properly. They (meaning the company who installs and presumably, supplies the machines) have said that it would be the faulty bearings, that's the mechanism that controls the spinning and revolving of the drum within the machine. The mechanic has said that it could get hot and start a fire. This isn't surprising when you consider the speed these machines revolve at when in operation. Presumably, if the brake within the machine doesn't work properly, it could cause it to get hot and then cause a fire. It's crazy that there are so many levels of management it has to go through to get anything done here. Nobody wants to take responsibility. Which means we, the tenants, are the ones who have to suffer when the machines don't function properly.

6.00 p.m. So, we could see the end of pandemic restrictions. That is, if the statistics look good, and seem to be doing just that at the moment.

Alfie needs a haircut. This is why I wanted to book him an appointment with The Groom Room at Pets At Home in Bletchley. I had the phone number from their website. You ring up, and then you have to go through a menu and once you press the relevant number button you get another menu and when you ring that number just rings off . . . Then I found a card I was given by the staff in The Groom Room some while ago, and it had another telephone number on it and when I rang it took some while for the young lady to find me an appointment and the only one was on 7th April. Hopefully, it will be a good deal warmer by then. It does seem rather cruel to have him trimmed when it's quite cold because he does suffer if it's chilly. Likewise, he doesn't like it too hot either. It's just that his face is hidden under a mass of rather scruffy hair.