They Got It Wrong
Feb. 8th, 2007 09:59 amThey said it would snow overnight. They were carrying on as if the Martians were coming, urging us not to leave our homes unless it was really necessary. For some reason the English have never been able to cope with snow; anything more than a light dusting and society comes to a halt. So I woke up this morning expecting to see a winter wonderland spread beneath the windows.
Nothing. Not a flake. Not even a damp patch.
Most of me was glad. I do, after all, have a life to be getting on with. But the part of me that is 8 years old felt cheated.
Nothing. Not a flake. Not even a damp patch.
Most of me was glad. I do, after all, have a life to be getting on with. But the part of me that is 8 years old felt cheated.
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Date: 2007-02-08 11:16 am (UTC)slushsnow if you like. It's still somewhat white.no subject
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Date: 2007-02-08 01:19 pm (UTC)I´d love to see Canbridge in the snow knowing how lovely it is even without.
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Date: 2007-02-10 04:50 pm (UTC)They did the same thing to us last week. People got so hysterical all the bread and milk got sold at the stores and the schools shut down before the storm came.
Then we all waited by our windows, and the smirking meteorologists, whom I will never believe again, said "Well, the storm went south!"
I went for a walk and a boy was rolling a snowball as big as his head; it was covered with leaves, and he had used all the snow-dust in his yard to make it.
"I thought we'd get five inches!" he said, and I said, "More like five millimeters," which left him wondering.