Out of the kitchen

I’ve just realised that my last four posts are all kitchen based so today I’m going to witter on about that favourite British subject – the weather. Nothing startling but at least it will show that I do occasionally venture beyond the kitchen.

On Friday morning Husband looked out of the window at 6am and said, “Snow.” I asked how much and he said not much at all – “like a sprinkle of icing sugar on a cake.” Knowing his predilection for understating weather conditions I got up and looked myself. “Must have been a heavy-handed cook,” I said.  Later I went out feeling:

a) grumpy because I don’t like snow

b) grumpy because I had to put my snow boots on (a three decades old pair which have incredibly good slip-proof soles but are old fashioned and ugly)

c) grumpy because I worry about my children driving in it

By the time I got back at noon it had all but disappeared so I felt happier. I’m fervently hoping that that’s our lot for this winter, though I think the hope may be a vain one. At least please not let it be as bad as in the awful winter of 2010/11 when these 3ft long icicles hung from the guttering of our house! I remember driving from Worcester to Nottingham for a meeting and just as I arrived, it started to snow – heavily. I sat in that meeting not hearing a word that was said because all I could think about was how I was going to get home. The M42 was dire and it scared me. The journey took 5 hours (against the usual two), and at times I was driving with tears running down my face.

Icicles

But now here we are on Saturday morning and I’ve just had to turn the heating down and close the blind against the sun which was making it impossibly difficult to see the computer screen. Crazy weather or what?

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  1. I think snow can be very beautiful unless you have to travel. I used to enjoy the days when we were all at home and it snowed so much that none of us could get to work or school! We still had to walk the dogs and they used to go a little snow crazy. I like to think I’m a confident driver but fog really scares me.

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    • To be fair, I do think snow can make even the plainest landscape look lovely. It is the travel aspect which I can’t stand, especially when I think of my children driving in it. My golden retriever used to go snow crazy too; she would race around in circles as if the devil was after her!

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  2. My worst bad weather journey was about 27 years ago, in a storm, thick, heavy, sideways, torrential rain, poor visibility. I was on a busy motorway with my 3 year old in her car seat. The windscreen wipers flew off. I couldn’t see anything, but in terror of harming my child, maiming someone else, or crashing into a power pole, I managed to pull over. We had to wait ages in that scary storm, by the side of that road. No cell phones then.

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    • How awful….enough to give you nightmares after, I should think. The worst rain I ever experienced was when visiting my daughter when she lived in Northampton. The motorway traffic came almost to a standstill as wipers just couldn’t cope. Fortunately everyone was in the same situation so it actually ceased to be dangerous. Then, like the flick of a switch, it stopped. Nothing quite so strange as thew weather

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  3. Yes, I agree with Jules, snow is beautiful and magical, unless you have to travel. I never had to drive far in snow, but I once crossed Dartmoor in thick fog and belive me, that was scary! I had my mother with me. We were driving acoss the moor from Ashburton to Tavistock, via Princetown, one of the high points of the moor, North Hessary Tor is close by and that is where the television mast is, as I say high on the moor. Not long after we’d left Ashburton it began to get misty. I should’ve turned around them, but no, I carried on and a thick blanket of fog descended. I just kept going, hoping that sheep/ponies/cattle hadn’t wandered onto the road. Foglamps on, they made not a bit of difference and at one point, knowing roughly where we were, I knew there were steep drops on either side of the road. I was very glad when we arrived in Tavistock, but then I had to drive back …Yes, I could’ve gone the long way round via Plymouth and the A38, but we returned the way we had come and by then the fog had cleared! I just wish we could’ve had some of your snow – I was well prepared, lots of food in the fridge, freezer and larder, and even a good supply of milk (the item we run out of the fastest.) But sadly, not a flake fell upon us!

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    • I can understand that it was scary, Margaret. Terrifying. The. only thing worse than snow when driving, is thick fog. It’s years since I’ve been in a really bad one. Our snow was very light in truth, though a little heavier than Husband would have me believe!

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  4. You feel the same as me about snow! I am so scared. We had quite a lot on Thursday night and Friday morning and most of it is still lying. I’ve cleared a path to the bins and the bird bath but that’s as far as I’ve gone and as far as I’m going until all that white is gone.

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  5. Glad the snow didn’t hang around too long and you have sunny weather, now. We have been getting some rain! Looks like we’ll have enough rain (and snow in the mountains) to ward off another year of drought! (We’ve just emerged from a 4-year long drought!)

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    • Well, I wouldn’t wish a drought of course; just nicely balanced weather with the right amount of rain (at night) – no extremes of temperature. It’s another sunny day today. Cold but bright. I don’t mind days like this at all.

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  6. Snow is beautiful and magical, except if you need to travel. A few years ago I used to have to drive for my job and there were a few scary moments I can tell you. I’m glad that is no longer the case.
    Today, however, we’ve enjoyed a wonderful time sledging and playing in the snow. I was in it up to my knees in places!
    Hoping you and your family stay safe and warm. X

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    • Thank you Jules. I do appreciate the magical time that young children have in the snow. Mine couldn’t wait to get outside in it and the grandchildren are the same

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