|28/02 Morley Station creates its own Snow Trap.|
|28/02 There's Nothing quite like the City under a Snow Blanket.|
|08/03 Station Road, Morley, is a Winter Wonderland!|
|08/03 These Hardy Travellers will get the Work on time!|
But I toiled through, not least because March is never a good time to try to take time off work as most of the other staff still have days of annual leave, so the pace of labour dropped a bit, and I chatted a whole lot less than normal, but getting to feel normal again for the weekend of the 17th always felt like a bit of a stretch, so when winter struck again and the temperatures plummeted, staying in bed was surely to be the only option. The light dusting of snow on the Saturday morning would have been no fun to contend with when not feeling 100% and certainly not primed for a day out of doors, but once the evening brought heavy snowfall, the only honest feeling to express would have to be 'Oh, Fuck this Noise!', as another couple of inches came down and lingered on through the Sunday making my trip to Morrisons that bit more fraught than usual. I don't know why we act so surprised when Winter weather arrives late in the season, for was it not only 5 years ago that the Arctic blast landed a covering of snow and brought improbably low temperatures that lingered all the way to the second weekend of April? Anyway, I'm going through a period of semi hibernation as the early walking season has been halted, and I'm going to wait until Spring has sprung again, staying away from the trail and recalling the equally improbable high temperatures that came around at the start of Spring 6 years back, before heading over to Manchester on Saturday 24th with my closest friends for feeding (at El Gato Negro) and music (at the Bridgewater Hall, the BBC Phil doing Copland, Korngold and Vaughan Williams), hopeful that Spring will be sprung when I travel to the Old Country in the following week!
17/03 The view from my window,
and I've had enough of this now!
Next Up: Down Country for Easter Week, hoping that Spring is there.
EDIT: And even then, the long tail of 2018's Winter managed to arrive one more time, dumping a load on the city on Easter Monday, 2nd April, an experience I mostly missed thanks to the fact that I was travelling back up country through the afternoon, only getting sight of the snow whilst passing through North Derbyshire and Sheffield, and arriving in Leeds and Morley to see its remnants getting washed away by the most wintery of rainfalls. I've honestly had enough of Winter now, Spring cannot come soon enough.