Christmas Weather

This is not another blog about global warming, nor about the inaccuracy of even the short term forecasts put out by the Meteorological Office. Neither is it a blog about the beauty of snow observed from afar nor about what a curse even a little of it is when you want to venture abroad, particularly when it melts a bit and then freezes leaving roads and pavements a slippery nightmare. Tunbridge Wells, like Rome, is built on several hills and following the short sharp blizzard yesterday the roads became grid locked there as drivers realised their vehicles had lost traction on the icy streets. People drove very, very gingerly if they advanced at all. Will this weather last a month? It is to be hoped not as otherwise we shall all miss those outings and Christmas parties and in effect be confined to barracks. We might even have to buy provisions we had not planned on buying because we were bidden to the rellies or, if expecting guests,  to eat turkey and Christmas pudding without end if they fail to turn up. The mind boggles. Time for a drink, I think. A pity there is so little global warming this year.