Brrrrrrrr!

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Mother believes a foot of snow has fallen, which is more than the 5-6 inches we have here. Still, no going out in this, so I watched a couple of Bones episodes first thing and then had broth for lunch. The only thing I haven't got for lunch tomorrow is carrots. I love carrots, but it's not worth turning out and walking a mile for them. The shop will probably have none left anyway as most people are wisely leaving the car at home and walking to the local shops.

Apparently this weather is in for the next two weeks with Wednesday next week being particularly unpleasant according to the forecast. Thank you low pressure and cold stuff from Greenland and the Baltics.

After my senior moment yesterday when I posted my mother's birthday card without putting a stamp on, it was safely delivered this morning free of charge. Ha! In your face Post Office! I'm only pleased we didn't book the birthday meal on Monday as first intended. It may still be tricky for the 11th December the way it's looking. We have had a sunny day here though it looks freezing, while 25 miles away at the coast has been blizzard conditions.

Friends of my mother visited on the bus this morning to bring cards and flowers. It had taken 3 hours to get home from work yesterday. A half hour journey normally. I don't know. One snowy day and the entire country cannot cope. We have severe weather warnings, gridlocked motorways (snow out of a clear blue sky at the moment!), people unable to get to work and it's not even a foot of snow. We just aren't geared up for severe winter weather any more. Not like the good old days when people dug tunnels in the back yard snow to get to the toilet with a paraffin burner in it to stop the pipes freezing. Good times!

Shakespeare had it right

WHEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul, 5
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all around the wind doth blow, 10
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl—
Then nightly sings the staring owl 15
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

Brrrrrrrr!

Appropriate icon is appropriate.

Mother believes a foot of snow has fallen, which is more than the 5-6 inches we have here. Still, no going out in this, so I watched a couple of Bones episodes first thing and then had broth for lunch. The only thing I haven't got for lunch tomorrow is carrots. I love carrots, but it's not worth turning out and walking a mile for them. The shop will probably have none left anyway as most people are wisely leaving the car at home and walking to the local shops.

Apparently this weather is in for the next two weeks with Wednesday next week being particularly unpleasant according to the forecast. Thank you low pressure and cold stuff from Greenland and the Baltics.

After my senior moment yesterday when I posted my mother's birthday card without putting a stamp on, it was safely delivered this morning free of charge. Ha! In your face Post Office! I'm only pleased we didn't book the birthday meal on Monday as first intended. It may still be tricky for the 11th December the way it's looking. We have had a sunny day here though it looks freezing, while 25 miles away at the coast has been blizzard conditions.

Friends of my mother visited on the bus this morning to bring cards and flowers. It had taken 3 hours to get home from work yesterday. A half hour journey normally. I don't know. One snowy day and the entire country cannot cope. We have severe weather warnings, gridlocked motorways (snow out of a clear blue sky at the moment!), people unable to get to work and it's not even a foot of snow. We just aren't geared up for severe winter weather any more. Not like the good old days when people dug tunnels in the back yard snow to get to the toilet with a paraffin burner in it to stop the pipes freezing. Good times!

Shakespeare had it right

WHEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul, 5
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all around the wind doth blow, 10
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl—
Then nightly sings the staring owl 15
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.