I must clear up a couple of points that Grant mentioned. If I remember correctly, Peter told Hayley that he felt like a country bumpkin in his wellies, so I chipped in by saying that he would turn into a pumpkin at midnight. It is the pantomime season after all!
Interestingly Hayley observed that in NZ they still call them gumboots, which used to be how we called them in the UK. Generally speaking that term now refers to the heavier style more rigid black boots. 'Wellies' is of course the abbreviation for Wellington, named after the Duke of, who was so appalled at the inadequacy of his men's footwear in the conditions in which they were required to fight that he equipped his entire regiment with them at his own personal cost. Hunters, the name of the original green wellie which now has competitors, started the green look by designing a boot with more flexibility in the heel. Blue is the next more common colour. I certainly would not have attempted London in a gum boot but in Hunters, I was not at all uncomfortable and thank goodness I did. I said the platforms were two inches deep in snow but did not advise the High Street was four inches deep in slush. On top of which the High Street at half-past eleven that night was a continual stream of traffic. Not until the national news the next day did I learn (as I had then guessed) that the main trunk road by-pass was closed because of the conditions. The High Street further incommoded by parked cars of local residents unable to get up the hills.
Her eyes were the blue of cornflowers that dance amongst ripening wheat, Her hair the colour of golden sands bleached by summer's heat.
I agree Martin, Hayley was in very high spirits on Monday - no doubt she had been worried that her cold may have upset things which it obviously didn't and she was able to end her year on a high as she had hoped.