It has been snowing non-stop for two days and more is forecast . The snow ploughs and tractors seem to be fighting a losing battle. We are unsure if it's worth removing the snow from the car because it will just get covered again. Anyway, there aren't any shovels left.
|Our car, covered in snow|
The locals keep telling us dramatic stories of other abundant snowfalls. Apparently in 1956 it snowed solidly for three months and they survived on potatoes, cheese and butter.
At the moment we are hoping the weather forecast is wrong and the roads will be cleared.
Here's a Winnie-the-Pooh song:
The more it snows , tiddley-pomThe more it goes, tiddley-pomOn snowingAnd no- one knows , tiddley-pomHiw cold my toes, tiddley-pomAre growing
In the meantime, hooray for mulled wine, hot chocolate and rum punch!