Friday 18 January 1985

Snowed all day.
Made giant snowman.
Played with Mark. No school.

It wasn’t usual for the school close due to bad weather. It sounds like we made the most of it. My style so far in the diary has been understated, to say the least. If I describe the snowman as giant, it must have been big.

Saturday 19 January 1985

Some Snow Cold.
Built a snowman, watched
television, Caught a cold.

I have access to a diary my dad kept for the first part of 1985. We built this snowman in the school grounds. My memory is nothing better than hazy. I imagine children who lived nearby joining us to build the snowman.
Oh dear, I caught a cold. All that play outside in the snow came at a cost.

Sunday 20 January 1985

Very cold.
No Sunday School. Played
with Mark, Dad stayed home.

The church was St. John the Baptist on the outskirts of Northwood. The children were taken into a room to one side while the adults attended the church service. I have few memories of what we did. I imagine there was colouring in and making cards for special occasions. Did we not go on this day because it was too cold to walk there?
Why did I feel the need to say that my dad stayed at home? Where would he have gone without us? Having checked his diary, he worked most Saturday mornings and the occasional Sunday. He was a maintenance worker at Parkhurst Prison. Jobs he was doing this week include digging out footings and rebuilding walls.

What happens to the colours on the colour wheel when you twist the loop? Does it go white?