January Snow Watch

Poor Chutney was quite confused by all the white stuff: "Where'd the grass go!??"

 

Hope ours don't: both boys have got exams

Had a bit of a concern this morning, both had a Spanish exam; one travels to school by bus (he was ok), but other has to use the train. Opened up the news this morning to see a "breaking news" story that there was a fire at Victoria Station and no trains were running to or fro. I was late getting up and the only solution would have been for me to drive him in .... I don't like driving in snow, least of all under pressure! Fortunately, his train was ok Don't think the world could cope with the sight of me first thing in the morning

 

I remember the snow of 1963, my last year of school in the UK (Luton) and sadly I had to go as I lived in walking distance and it was up to my knees (I was 4'8" at the time) but there were not many of us there and even less teachers! I also remember one in Buckinghamshire in the 80s but I can't remember exactly when it was but have lovely pictures of our cottage.

 

Last winter, we shovelled a "pathway" so the hens could have some free range time; they are not keen on snow!

Way back in the day, I visited a "fortune teller". She told me that I would pass my driving test first time; then, she hesitated, shook her head, thought for a bit and said: "But *not* the first time" (cryptic )

Fast forward and I got the date for my driving test Day arrived ... but, overnight there had been a substantial snowfall. So, test re-scheduled! Took the test on the re-scheduled date ... passed "first" time

 

I remember in the early 80's cycling down lanes that had been cleared with drifts 8ft high. Havent seen drifts locally since then and went many years without even a covering. I live in a part of leicestershire that in recent years has escaped from snow but only a few miles away they had several inches.

 

The first time I saw a snow drift, it was when we'd not long moved to the sticks (I lived in the sticks for a while in my youth).

My dad and I were walking the dogs, and I was amused by the snow drift, and climbed up and walked on it. My dad was much less impressed, having seen it all before. I commented to my dad about it taking my weight. He explained it was the sheer weight of snow had compressed itself, plus the freezing conditions had made a crust on it, then he said "see what happens if you jump on it though". I did, and promptly vanished deep into the snow (literally up to my arm pits). I was stuck fast, going nowhere. My dad hadn't bargained on this, he'd expected me to be able to climb out but the weight of snow was squeezing me, and every slight movement I managed was just dislodging it causing it to pack me in even tighter. Lucky for me my dad was strong as an ox (still is, but probably less so nowadays). With great effort he managed to dislodge me enough so that I could start to help myself, and between the combined efforts of both of us, I'm still here to tell the tale

I wont do that again.

 

These were from Monday but still waiting for more

 

nothing here yet but when it does i hope to bet doing this again

 

I too remember the blizzards of snow in Aberdeen

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...-lakes-rivers-icing-snowdrifts-20ft-deep.html

And having to try to walk to school as in those days schools did not get closed .

I was am still 5ft half an inch an in primary school was a lot smaller.

I do remember our front garden gate was over 3ft and the snow drifts were higher.

 

We bought the cottage in 1983 so it was just after then ... I shall have to dig some old photos out over the weekend ...

 

And 1975 was a heatwave the year we were married.

And when we used to get seasons.

Victoria look forward to seeing your photos

 

We've stopped?