A bit chilly?

I had to defrost my car before heading into work today, however I still fail to understand how we can really complain about the weather in the country. My sister, who now lives on the other side of the Atlantic, tells me that it was -28 degrees Celcius on Monday in Toronto.

That’s just crazy cold for a major city, although I’ve experienced -33 when I was there one Christmas. She also tells me that it was +14 degrees yesterday. That’s just a daft temperature swing.

I think we can all cope with a little bit of snow and “Arctic” temperatures “plunging” to -2 degrees, don’t you?

Oh Noes! Snow!

Winter is finally here. For the first time in years Nottingham has had a decent delivery of snow along with much of the UK.

Heavy snow has fallen across large parts of the UK, disrupting travel and closing thousands of schools.

South-east England has the worst snow it has seen for 18 years, causing all London buses to be pulled from service and the closure of Heathrow’s runways.

The Met Office has issued an extreme weather warning for England, Wales and parts of eastern Scotland.

By late Monday, the South East could be under a foot (30cm) of snow and the North East under 20 inches (50cm).

A foot of snow! That’s quite a decent effort for these parts, considering that we’ve had numerous winters where snow has been a little on the shy side.

You’d think that we’d be able to cope with this little flurry of snow. Compared to most of North America this isn’t anything to be getting excited about, but it seems that there are schools, businesses and roads closing all over the place. We just can’t cope with snow!

This seems a little strange to me because they’ve been gritting the M1 nearly every day since September.

snowI had a rather hairy drive to work this morning. Our car had a little covering of the white stuff first thing (5am, that is), but the roads didn’t look too bad and it wasn’t snowing too hard. However, once I got onto the M1 things got worse and worse until we had near blizzard-like conditions in Leicestershire. The M69 was particularly bad – everyone had slowed down to 40 or 50. Everyone apart from White Van Man obviously.

Coventry, however, seemed to have forgotten to order the snow. They had quite a pathetic effort. Come on Warwichshire County Council – you need to do better than that.

It had started to snow properly there, though, by the time I left at 2pm. I reckon their delivery must have been delayed by the bad weather – plenty of trains were cancelled after all.

I managed to get home OK but there’s quite a lot of snow forecast for this evening. Let’s see if I can make it to work in the morning.

The End is Nigh

I succeeded in getting exceptionally wet during my short walk into work this morning. It was raining, which is normal for this country but not something I particularly look forward to at six o’clock in the morning.

It seems that we’re currently experiencing “the worst storm of the winter” according to the BBC. This same storm has deposited large amounts of snow of the USA and is now making with the rain-clouds over here.

Emergency services said trees had been uprooted and power lines brought down in south-west England, where winds have reached almost 80mph (130km/h).

Severe flood warnings have been issued for the Devon and Cornwall coast. In St Brides, Newport, 170 people were told to evacuate a caravan park overnight.

Meanwhile, forecasters say central Scotland will see blizzards and snow.

The Environment Agency is urging people to stay away from exposed coastal areas and to check for flood warnings in their area.

This storm is well timed – we ended up watching Flood last night on DVD. The actors in that film, including Robert Carlisle, managed to end up very wet too as the UK was subjected to a freak storm. That fictional storm had also started off by buffeting the good ole’ US of A but had somehow managed to make its way over the north of Scotland and down the east coast. I suppose flooding London is more dramatic than, say, Newquay.

Unfortunately, Flood is utter shite. The BBC reviewer has inexplicably given it three stars but it’s been a while since I’ve seen a film with worse dialogue. Everything is so staged and there’s a lot of shouting from concerned Commissioners and Deputy Prime Ministers but I just couldn’t care about any of the characters. Even Robert Carlisle seemed off form.

The plot was chock-full of contrived twists, throwing every film cliché you could imagine into the mix. It was painful to watch at times and I was kind of hoping that everyone would drown.

I really wouldn’t bother watching it at all.