The First Weekend

So I collected her on Friday the 25th and we were due to make out way over to bradford, as has become customary at the weekend.
I finished work early, and it started to snow, a lot.

I completed all the paperwork, and started taking her home and the snow just came down thick and fast. It started sticking to the roads and everyone else all of a suddent forgot how to drive, but non the less, we got on our way, we cleared the muppets driving through town, got to the motorway and we were on our way.
Luck took hand and the snow started to clear as we hit the M62.

We arrived in Bradford just in time it would seem as the snow that was falling when we left soon caught us up and in a matter of hours there was a good few inches covering everywhere you could see.
So the following morning, despite picking her up sparkling from a half decent clean, she was filthy and covered in snow, thankfully the sun started to come out to shift some of it.