After a week when I drove over 1100 miles and attended 3 university open days of varying quality with snowy blizzards and temperatures well below freezing disrupting the country I'm done, at least for a little while. I have, by and large, escaped the worst of the weather. It was snowing and extremely cold where we stayed in the Northwest but Brighton had it's worst snowfall in years after I left on Sunday night, the freak weather seemed to follow me round but miraculously I wasn't really affected by it. I reckon if I had looked in my rear view mirror I would have been able to see its snowy maw snapping at my heels! Here is one of N-Js photos of our back yardMe and the boy headed Northwards to Liverpool on Sunday lunchtime. Him plugged into his ipod, me trying to fight the urge to rip it off his head &amp; throw the thing out of the window as the tinny tiny yet strangely loud thumping noise seeped through his headphones to grate on my every last frayed nerve while I battled through the rapidly deteriorating weather with my face jammed inches from the windscreen. Fortunately I realised I would regret de-iPodding him very quickly as I would then be a captive audience for badly regurgitated t.v. comedy sketches of the last 30 years.Ann was waiting for us with a lovely roast dinner and we had a very pleasant evening catching up on the family gossip.I took Ann a present, some flannelet pyjamas she had been looking for (big clue there) and even though she told me loads of times to bring warm clothes I didn't realise she meant for sleeping in too! I had in fact completely forgotten that she doesn't have either double glazing or central heating and no heating of any kind upstairs in the bedrooms. Man alive it was cold, we're talking ice on the inside of the windows here. I was sleeping in a single bed with a single quilt, it didn't matter which way I turned myself or the quilt it was impossible to cover myself completely and whichever bit was uncovered got ridiculously cold extremely quickly. By morning I had not slept a wink and was frozen stiff despite spending the night wearing every item of clothing I had packed . I recovered sufficiently after breakfast to go shopping to buy the boy some smartish clothes i.e. ones that fit and are not ripped or stained by super strength laundry detergent, for his uni interview. For myself I invested in some thermal long johns and a long sleeve vest to go under my pyjamas. Pleased with my cosy new bedtime attire I packed myself off for an early night to make up for the previous nights lack of sleep.but.......I forgot about my head....Noooooooooomy hat was in the car and it was snowing again...In desperation I started to cast about for things I could fashion into some form of headwear, a towel - nope too bulky, a jumper - nope too itchy, a carrier bag - nope suffocation risk, a pair of knickers - nope ears would poke thru leg-holes leading to possible ear snappage.AHA!I've got it!and here I have to tell you that in fact necessity truly is the mother of invention ...I wound a vest around my head, tied it under my chin with the straps and then secured it with a pair of (new) frilly knickers yes I really did and I'm not ashamed to admit it!Finally I was warm, ahhhhh, sleep followed quickly. Next morning I awoke startled by the sound of Ann howling with laughter when she found me snoring gently with my head festooned in my vest and pants.