Well perhaps less of a slide, maybe a series of sharp steps, retrenchments and then a sharp blow to the back of the head with a kipper.
It's been quite a month away from here, the loss of a dear cat (Samantha the mouse addict hit by a car whilst chasing prey), the gaining of a 1968 Landrover to guarentee that there will be no snow or ice in this 'worst winter since King Athelstan says the Sun'.
** Incidentally this car being just 4 years younger than me has no choice but to be knackered and falling apart by design. It may be prominent in Blogs this winter - whether through startling success or misrerable failure remains to be seen **
The addition to the family of 2 new kittens from Wood Green Animal Shelter @ Godmanchester, they tear around the place making Hilly the 'old girl' at age 8 look like she is stuffed and mounted.
Outside the winter wheat is beginning to show it's heads and the fields change from a corduroy brown to green once again. We have the remains of the village scattered around us and showing in the growth patterns, cleared by the Earl of Ancaster for his hunting in the 1700's, in return for rights for firewood.
Finally the social side of village life is beginning to shine through, you have to work at it, but the rewards are great, more of this anon methinks.
