The Patch

February 10, 2007

Saturday 10th February: Snow Away

Filed under: Miscellany — Ames @ 2:31 pm

So after a period of extreme cold, the snow we were promised finally came. In the morning the world was still, everything covered by a thick blanket of powdery white. A few hours later, children rejoiced as school was cancelled, flocking to the park to make snowmen and have snowball fights, and for the first time in about two years the sledges were dusted down and hauled to the nearest hill that people could find. Any pictures taken were sure to make the most amateur photographer look like they have professional potential, and even the ugliest buildings could feel like princesses when given a powdery-white make-over. And when the cold finally set in, people retired to be in front of their log fires, clutching hot chocolate, with a backdrop of the magical, picturesque snow scenes.

At the same time, traffic was at a standstill. Buses into town and to university were cancelled, leaving people to traipse miles in the snow to get anywhere. Five minutes outside ensured that you would be cold and wet for the remainder of the day. Call me a grouch, a bore or old before my time, but I really don’t understand the fascination with snow. It’s cold, it makes you cold, and due to Britain’s complete inability to cope with adverse weather conditions (I was going to use the adjective ‘extreme’, but a few inches of snow is hardly deserving of that description, is it?!) everything shuts down, making going anywhere much more hassle and causing much more inconveniences than is fair after only being able to enjoy a few hours of ‘good’ snow.

Ultimately the fantasy and idea of snow is infinitely greater than the reality. The same could be said for most types of weather; every summer I look forward to getting out the woolies, and wrapping up in my thickest scarves and coats. After about two days of having to do this, I’m beginning to pray, once again, for summer and being able to wear as little as possible within the realms of decency. Of course, as soon as that becomes reality I’ll be complaining that my skin constantly resembles of a tomato, and that it’s too hot to revise for exams or to do anything, really. There’s a reason that we say that us Brits are never happy with the weather- none of us can cope with anything more extreme than ‘mild’.

Which is why, this weekend, I’m going to cage myself in the flat with my hot chocolate, films and some good books. There’s definitely something romantic and fun about the snow. It’s just a hell of a lot nicer when witnessed from the comfort of indoors!


1 Comment »

  1. having grown up in a climate where 6 inches of snow at a time, or more, really isnt uncommon, i can testify that snow really is horrible. its good for christmas and for sledding/snowmen but thats it. it makes everything wet, cold, and slippery, and when it warms up even the tinyest bit, it turns into mud. blech.

    Comment by Amie — February 12, 2007 @ 7:44 pm | Reply

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