Last Saturday IT Happened: Oxford Street Selfridges looked like a majestic snow castle through flying snow. Within a couple of hours the streets were covered with 2-3 inches of very wet snow.
The whole nation was prepared for this latest seasonal episode of proper winter weather. As we know the UK is the land of weather warnings. The Met Office announces pre, peri and post warnings about severe weather conditions with such intensitity that it took some time for me to get used to.
It is a national joy to get high on excitment when waiting for "Severe Weather" (which can be whatever - snow, rain, wind, flooding, heat wave etc). The Air is loaded with preparational instructions and possibilities. When IT actually happens - everybody is in the same boat listening to numerous survival stories on the telly or on the radio. And after the episode the question is; If This Was All?
I had to smile silently when I noticed how Heathrow was prepared for this lastest distruption: a signifigant number of flights were cancelled before a single snowflake twirled down.
Obviously I have been here far too long when I noticed that my shoes were not "Fit for Purpose". I had almost forgotten how blinking painful it is to walk when poor little toes have been soaking in wet socks and shoes for an hour. And how it hurts when the blood starts to circulate again..... Ouch - it might have been worth listening to those blooming warnings.
Hmmm - now they are going on and on about fog, ice and colder weather....
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