ROTTEN, LOUSY

SNOW! That's what. It's coming down here thick and fast, and it looks set to be an all-nighter.

I hate it with every fibre of my being, except when it's on postcards or Christmas cards. That's where it belongs.

Go on, who loves it?

Not me Mollie, I hate it, its bad for us owd un's underfoot and piggin' cowd and although I know you don't like politics but, We have watch how much heating to use now cos the Sir Kier the pensions fear,,,

Its put a damper on bike riding too, and sailing my boats, I'm gonna search the net for an ice breaker and launch it on the 3 sisters boating lake,

Evening, Tom. Yes, that's exactly why I hate it so much as it gets harder to walk in when you're getting on. I tend to tense up for fear of slipping, but that's mainly on the ice that's sure to follow.

In January 2021 the heel of my boot caught some ice and I slipped and fell on my back, and my right knee bounced off the concrete.

Couldn't get up, but two kind gentlemen came to help me but, bear in mind the pandemic was still a fear for folk, so they were perhaps a bit scared to help.

The fracture clinic will be busy too, Take care Mollie, I'd love to meet you some day but, not in the fracture clinic

I love it, the more snow the better, I love the 'gloom' the cold fog, the cold 'gloom'

I'm petrified of slipping and falling, even though the old boots I have, have a sole like a tractor tyre, and they usually have a good grip. They're not pretty, not trendy, and not fashionable, but have done their job for many years, and only let me down that once.

I wear thick coats when it's like this and am well padded, so I'll try my best not to break any bones.

Mollie

Get hold of some really thick woollen socks and wear them over the top of your boots, because the wool grips the snow, turning your boots into snow boots, and it makes your boots warmer too.

Tommy yes, I've heard of that before, but I've never ventured out wearing them. I'm not sure if they'd be safe to drive in like that though.

Posted by: Tommy Two Stroke (16467)
"I love it, the more snow the better, I love the 'gloom' the cold fog, the cold 'gloom'"

I could not agree more with you, Tommy.
Everything seems more cosy indoors when its like that.
I'm personally not a lover of hot summer sunny, humid days and nights.

Went shopping at tea time got enough fresh food for a week so no need to go out . Garden jobs will have to wait I need two days dry weather so I can stain the pergola I have built. Plenty of jobs in the bungalow,1st job is to emulsion the back bedroom which I will do tomorrow and give it a second coat on Wednesday. Both the kitchen table top and the top of the welsh dresser drawers need sanding down (bad water stain on dresser) with my mouse sander then re-stain/varnish both got every thing for these jobs I will not get bored looking out of the window at the slush and muck and will only need to go to the bird table ,fresh water daily and put feed out twice a day.

That's the way, Peter. Keeping busy in rotten weather is a way of getting through it quickly each day.

I hate driving in it when it gets deep. I do know how to drive in heavy snowfall as I had to learn when I lived in Germany where it can get really bad, but I still don't like it.

Thankfully the snow has turned to rain, Its still a problem though because there are plenty leaves on the floor and, that is also a skid issue for the , past his/her prime foot soldier , best advice ever given was from the
hills street blues Sgt, " Be careful out there"

oh Heck, its coming down again with a vengeance, blummin' big blobs of white stuff and stickin' to flewer,, AAHHHGGGG

I hadn't noticed it until I went to the shop at 8.30 this evening and the words that came out of my mouth were "oh flamin' heck." Then I thought it might not stick as the ground was already wet from rain earlier, but no, so I'll have to clear it off my car before I go to work tomorrow - well, the windows and headlights anyway.

Mollie you will have to clear the roof because if you don't and have to brake hard the snow will slid down over your windscreen and block your view

I know Peter, but I can't reach the roof of my car! I'm just composing my rain spell and hope it's gone by tomorrow.

Oh, the weather outside is frightening,
but the fire inside is so delightful,
and since we've not got better things to know,
Let it snow, let it snow!

Mollie you will have to clean the snow off the roof using a soft bristled broom wrapped in a old towel to stop the paintwork from getting scratched

I use a wooden yard brush, broom to get rid of snow off the roof of the car, but I just turn the broom upside down, and push the snow off, it doesn't do the paintwork any harm

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Just a light dusting on the Fylde coast. It's very rare we get any vast amounts that last for days, the previous time was 2010 when we had around 5".

nothing in Windermere we had an amber warning !!

Love it...so do my grandchildren.....won't be here long.

Mr Biker: Good! It'll be all gone by the morrow!

Don't get me wrong. I loved it when I was a child, and up into my 40s.

A little story. When I got married in 1972 and went to live in Germany, it started to snow at the beginning of November and it didn't stop until, mid-February. It was a doozer! The little log cabin we were given to live in was right next to a pine forest and one afternoon, my husband and I went for a walk through the deep snow. At one point we saw a deer and he just stood there and stared at us. We didn't move, but I took a photo, then he darted off. It was beautiful and it was like a fairy tale.

As it was my birthday in December, my husband and I got into the car to go into town for my birthday pressie. There were three narrow country lanes branching off from our house, and the only way we could get up them was to back the car all the way to a road which was clear. That was fun and I got me pressie!

Nice memories Mollie

Thank you. Yes, a very happy memory. During that same winter, there was a bit of a worry as one of the soldiers was missing from barracks.

A search party was sent to find him, and apparently, he'd wandered down our way and spent the best part of the evening in the "pub" across the way from us. He'd got drunk and couldn't find his way home as he'd got lost in the woods. His name was "Basher" Bates, and he'd apparently spent the night up a tree as he'd been confronted by a wild boar, so he'd climbed up the tree and fell asleep! I bet he was frozen stiff. Poor old "Basher".

Let's have some more neet !!

A slight dusting...not getting my sledge out

Mr Biker, ..... more neet?

A tad mollie.

Oh, I see what you mean!

Just been to the shop my car told me that there's a danger of ice. The side roads are icing up now, but the main roads will be clear, so be careful folks.