I've been working at a temp job for the past couple of weeks and the best part of the job is the proximity to the canals in Weybridge (which is the next town over from us where we are both working at the moment). On my hour lunch breaks, I change into my boots and wander along the canals, enjoying the birds, beauty, and luxurious homes along with the fresh air and much needed exercise after a morning of sitting behind a desk.
However, my daily walk was not possible yesterday as the country was blanketed in a foot of snow. The most England has seen since 1991! The landscape quickly transformed from muddy but quite green to white in a few hours causing chaos everywhere. The city shut down. Seeing snow like this once in a couple decades does not warrant snow tires, ploughs, or shovels. No one was prepared for it. Unaccustomed to winter driving, people slide passed us nervously. It took us twice as long to get to work and fortunately many people stayed home. We were both allowed to leave work a little early and went out to enjoy the snow. Our neighbourhood had been peopled by snowmen. Every corner and building had one. Neither of us had made a snowman since we were children, but as it is such a novelty here that the enthusiasm was contagious and we decided to join in.
Afterwards we treated ourselves to drinks and dinner in front of the fire at our local pub. Click here to see the contrast between yesterday and last week.
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