OK, stop right there. I know. Two entries in two days - utterly unsustainable. I am under no illusion that I am simply setting myself up for future failure.Nevertheless, I feel the need to talk some more about the weather and say some normal, comforting things that we say at times like this.
I find the emotions surrounding snow to be quite interesting. When the first flakes fall, there is a tingling feeling of magic, followed by a period of calculation as to whether the fall will be significant enough to have a real impact on the way we live the next few hours or days.
I must confess, when this February snow started to fall, I thought it would be gone in minutes rather than hours. I never even considered the possibility of days.
It was when the snow returned yesterday - snow on the still lying snow of the day before - that I realised it could prove tricky. I was on my way home from playing at a wedding and I noticed it snowing so heavily that visibility was vastly reduced. Snow near the centre of Newcastle usually indicates very serious snow up in the hills around Stanley.
I got home in just over three hours, for a journey that usually takes about 25mins. Fiona was not so lucky, and had to park her car and walk the last couple of miles.
Now we are in that curiously safe position of being “snowed in”. It’s great, as long as the power holds and the internet stays working. Snow has stopped the satellite TV from working, but otherwise we are happily trapped.
Fiona gets to spend a guilty day away from work and I look forward to a quiet day, without visitors, free to work hard. Yeah, right. :)
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