Snow Day
June 16th 2009 01:55
Snow, snow and more snow. Such a statement may not impress many people, but here in Dunedin, where the North Island weather forecasters are always threatening us with snow down to sea level (and which seldom turns up) we've finally got ourselves a day when the snow has settled well and truly, and half the town isn't at work, or school, because the roads are treacherous and it keeps on snowing.
I got up at 5 am to go to the loo, and, looking out the bathroom window, found that the world had turned white enough for it to seem like a dim kind of daylight outside. Not having heard the weather forecast the night before (which I would have repudiated anyway, as I always do) I was unaware that snow had been threatened yet again. But here it was, and the weather forecasters managed to pick a winner for once.
My daughter told us around 6.30 am that the schools were going to be closed, and most people were being warned to stay home unless it was necessary to get to work. The southern motorway was closed from here to Balclutha...quite some distance (about 80 kilometres - or just under 50 miles).
So all five of us in the house snuggled back under the blankets and said 'poo' to work or school, and had a sleep-in. The others eventually got up and went out and played in the snow, creating a large snowman out in the back garden once they'd had enough of throwing snowballs at each other. Some other hardy souls tried sledging down the hill outside our house on various non-sledges, such as a trolley with wheels - which looked to me to be a rather dangerous idea.
Of course all those outside (including me, briefly) froze: hands particularly. It's times like these you need some kind of disposable gloves, the sort that keep you very warm, but can be thrown away after they've got soggy and mushy.
My boss rang to see what I was doing, after I texted her to say that I wasn't going to be able to get to work today (no traffic, let alone buses, on the road), and she asked if I had some work I could do from home...unfortunately, not much!
I got up at 5 am to go to the loo, and, looking out the bathroom window, found that the world had turned white enough for it to seem like a dim kind of daylight outside. Not having heard the weather forecast the night before (which I would have repudiated anyway, as I always do) I was unaware that snow had been threatened yet again. But here it was, and the weather forecasters managed to pick a winner for once.
My daughter told us around 6.30 am that the schools were going to be closed, and most people were being warned to stay home unless it was necessary to get to work. The southern motorway was closed from here to Balclutha...quite some distance (about 80 kilometres - or just under 50 miles).
So all five of us in the house snuggled back under the blankets and said 'poo' to work or school, and had a sleep-in. The others eventually got up and went out and played in the snow, creating a large snowman out in the back garden once they'd had enough of throwing snowballs at each other. Some other hardy souls tried sledging down the hill outside our house on various non-sledges, such as a trolley with wheels - which looked to me to be a rather dangerous idea.
Of course all those outside (including me, briefly) froze: hands particularly. It's times like these you need some kind of disposable gloves, the sort that keep you very warm, but can be thrown away after they've got soggy and mushy.
My boss rang to see what I was doing, after I texted her to say that I wasn't going to be able to get to work today (no traffic, let alone buses, on the road), and she asked if I had some work I could do from home...unfortunately, not much!
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