It had just past midnight. I laid in bed unable to sleep when it started. It was beautiful and exciting. Right outside my window I could see it in the yellow light of the street lamps. White, pure and the first sign of what was going to be something of a hellish winter! If you've spoken to me lately, you've probably rightly guessed... it was snow! I remember how happy it made me, and I'm sure (read as hope) I wasn't the only one.
Glasgow doesn't normally get a lot of snow. It does get terribly cold every winter but the pure white flakes somehow haven't often favoured the city in the past. It got me thinking that night whether the snow would stick (to the ground I mean!). To my surprise - and the dismay of many others - stick it did! It wreaked havoc all over Britain over the next few week! Headlines read 'Frozen Britain' (BBC being all melodramatic to be honest... as if no other place Earth has ever seen a couple of inches of snow!). The British (me included - before you go accusing me of racism!) moaned and grumbled - whilst sicking cups of tea from their perfect china set - about planes and trains being postponed, cancelled. The very possibility of presents being delivered after Christmas Day will surely make all those 4 year olds weary of trusting Santa ever again (I'm so sorry if you are 4 years old or Santa... or neither but believe in Mr. Claus!) The ability to just suck it up and get on with life doesn't seem to have been encoded in the human genome of many.
Fair enough if you had a holiday booked to go to Egypt and that got cancelled coz the plane companies decided it was too risky for you to fly and all your booking and reservations on the other side got cancelled with no refunds. Yes, in that case you may moan till your patient listener goes deaf.
White Menace aka Snow
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