I walked in to work today, (that's 1 successful Pelagius prediction), the back lane still impassable from the snow of last Friday. As I walked it began snowing again, very fine flakes whipped around by an icy wind. I saw 18 patients who had struggled in, about half with viral or flu like symptoms; none serious. I decided to shut up shop at lunchtime, as 4 more inches had fallen by then. I calculated the patients would be more at risk on the pavements than any benefit they might gain from seeing me. It was my call, one of my last as senior partner. How much will I miss having this sort of clout? Not that much I suspect.
I intend to walk in again tomorrow, because we must be open, in part because no more snow has fallen since lunchtime today; besides, they will be desperate to see me by then. Additionally, there is no way I am going to attempt to get my light-weight, rear wheel drive sports car out of the garage and into the back lane. It is, as they say, a potential death trap...
Perhaps by Wednesday the snow will be sufficiently packed down in the back lane to enable me to get the car out. That's all I can hope for, because apparently there's no immediate prospect of a thaw. My brother's car journey up from Kent on Thursday could be quite interesting. Rather him than me...
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