About the lady who called me a wuss for driving dd to school this morning, because she ended up flat on her back on the ice? Only slightly smug because I think it hurt. But she did sort of bring it on herself, so I feel somewhat justified in my smugness.
Background: we live a five-minute walk from the school, and it would be absurd to drive under normal circumstances. But this morning the circumstances were not normal. When dd and I stepped out onto the pavement, the ice was the worst its been - wet on top because of the rain, frozen solid underneath, totally terrifying ice-rink! I knew that there was no way we'd make it to school without going over, and I just wasn't prepared to take the risk. So I bundled dd into the car instead, and offered a lift to one of the other mums who was passing by with her son. She declined and called me a wuss for being unwilling to brave the ice. I dropped dd at school and then drove back, passing her on the way and seeing her go over.
I did stop to ensure that she was OK (she was!) but couldn't help but feel a tiny bit pleased with myself for having made the wiser decision! 