Planet Mad

After lunch, on the way to afternoon lessons, it began to snow. Large flakes swirled down, coating the walls and ground. My eyes gleamed: a credible reason to cancel my netball session! Sadly by the end of sixth lesson the snow had all gone and the sun was shining merrily through the trees. Damn! After lessons, I phoned the other netball teacher to find out what we were doing in the session; fifteen minutes later the sun had gone and snow was whipping across the netball courts. No netball for me or anyone - HURRAH!!

('Tis sad how much I enjoy not doing games)