There’s no business like snow business
Eight years ago, in December 2010 when my family first moved to Berwick we had an unprecedented snowy cold spell. It’s interesting to look back and see what I wrote about it in my first column in the Berwick Advertiser.
Berwick struggled with the huge snowfalls in November 2010
“It’s snowing! Fantastic! Sooooooo beautiful!”
That was me at the beginning of the ‘unprecedented early cold spell’… “When will it end? I hate this weather!” That was me after a week of relentless snow and arctic temperatures. And still the weather continued.
Everything takes ten times as long in the snow: putting on the layers of clothes necessary to face sub zero conditions; slipping along ice-rutted pavements to browse the empty shelves in the supermarket; even getting out of bed demands twice the energy and willpower.
So what would it be like in London? Do Londoners handle adverse weather conditions differently to more rural folk? We-ell, there’s something about a high concentration of buildings that just makes things easier. The roads are gritted reasonably quickly – but, to be honest, not noticeably faster or more effectively than in and around Berwick.
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