I don’t remember snow like this since 2010. And it wasn’t like this. Because didn’t life continued more or less as normal? No red alerts, no nasty beasties or curfews involved, no bread shortages either! At the risk of becoming one of those older people who says when I was young, when I was young we all tried to get to work or school unless we were completely snowed in: as a child who lived a 7 minute walk from school, I don’t recall ever having a day off due to snow. Apparently we are due an actual blizzard later today, and that is something to take seriously. But for now, the media messages look like overkill. Especially to those of us who are bemused that an inch or two of snow is causing more of a crisis here, than several feet would in other countries.
Yesterday the overnight snow began melting early in the morning so B and I decided to test the principle that there’s no such thing as bad weather, just inappropriate clothing. The ski jackets purchased from Lidl during the last big freeze, the waterproof shoes I invested in before Christmas, and B’s super warm, super dry GaryB blanket were all put on, and we headed out to potter around the local area and forage for milk.
At lunchtime the sun came out.
So I decided to bring B to a local shopping centre, for a wander. The media messages meant the roads were empty (hooray)…
But they also meant many of the shops were closed due to ‘adverse weather conditions’.
Luckily some were open, and they kept us entertained for an hour or so, plus we enjoyed a welcome coffee and cake at Costa.
It was a good day. A good snow day. Hopefully today will be the same.