An Event in Suburbia - # 09/16

We no longer have "severe weather". We now have "Severe Weather Events". And so the unnecessary inclusion of extra words, and pseudo-scientific-speak goes ever onward.

Will this "event" include all kinds of extra side-shows and spontaneous "happenings" in addition to the pure and simple unusually high snow fall - the worst for 18 years? So much so that I discovered that my wellingtons had perished as they lay unused in the cupboard under the stairs, and the rubber sole of my bad-weather shoes had come unstuck and was letting in the damp.

Anyway, I'm starting to betray my age by such common-sensical griping. And "NO, I do not go along with the moaning about Not Being Prepared For The Snow..........it's so rare that the investment in necessary equipment is not worth it." That's not precisely what I think, but it will do for now.

Here is my beloved London Suburbia looking unusually pretty at 07.00 hrs this morning.

Three figures in an alien world

Three figures in an alien world - #2

Last week the cold snap transformed the Petersham Copse into a new and hostile scene, dark and unwelcoming, with a fierce North wind blowing through. But now the snow has gone and in eight weeks the copse will be thick with new green growth, and loud with birdsong. Go through early and you will catch Mr. Badger finishing his night rounds, and see Mr. Fox on the prowl.