UK BBSers: From Russia with SNOW....

[Ethros]

Well I got to work ok, and just got back now. It was fine, just take it steady on the roads.

What's annoying is how mental the media goes every time its snows
CHAOS ON BRITAIN'S ROADS!!!
ARCTIC TEMPERATURES SWEEP THE NATION!!!
etc.
Yeah mate, it's February. It's Winter. It snows. That's what happens!

 

[Bob The Skutter]

Well I got to work ok, and just got back now. It was fine, just take it steady on the roads.

What's annoying is how mental the media goes every time its snows
CHAOS ON BRITAIN'S ROADS!!!
ARCTIC TEMPERATURES SWEEP THE NATION!!!
etc.
Yeah mate, it's February. It's Winter. It snows. That's what happens!

Yeah, everyone I know pretty much thinks it's pathetic, so where's the panic, except in the media?
The real problems are the same as pretty much everything else in the country. Systems aren't maintained well enough, so fall apart when something "unexpected" happens. Like cold in winter, or heat in summer...

 

[Holdfast]

It still was snowing, with the snow now quickly turning into black ice on the road, giving me wheelspin even on major roads out of the city.

This is how serious accidents happen. You really shouldn't have bothered. You know better than I what the first rule of an emergency situation always is - keep yourself safe & only worry about everyone else later. You got lucky and I'm glad, but when the roads are like that, you're really asking for trouble.

Take the day off work.

Maybe the British Public in general have now changed from the good old "plucky stiff upper lip, mustn't grumble" attitude of keeping going, to the "can't be bothered, let's put on the telly" attitude of giving in.

Yeah, well, when you have a government that insists on infantilising, deprofessionalising & subsidising people in order to shore up its voting block, this is what they get. Serves them right.

As it happened, I'm on holiday anyway this week, but by God, I'd have rung in & cancelled my clinic list today if I'd been due to go into work. My life isn't worth the risk of a long-ish commute in these sorts of conditions with icy, inadequately gritted roads.

 

[JuanBolio]

A mere dusting. Here's Michigan. In April.

Buses were running.

 

[Zulu Romeo]

It still was snowing, with the snow now quickly turning into black ice on the road, giving me wheelspin even on major roads out of the city.

This is how serious accidents happen. You really shouldn't have bothered. You know better than I what the first rule of an emergency situation always is - keep yourself safe & only worry about everyone else later. You got lucky and I'm glad, but when the roads are like that, you're really asking for trouble.

Take the day off work.

I know. I just have a thing about being there at work when I need to be. It's just a personality quirk of sorts.

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

 

[Holdfast]

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

It would be deeply ironic if you slipped on the ice while walking in and gave yourself a Colles # or something like that, after making it safely home from your epic drive today.

Stay frosty out there.

Well, you know what I mean.

 

[Ethros]

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

I'm a Northerner (Yorkshire) but I lived down south for three years in the Dorset/Somerset/Wiltshire area. The whole time I was there I think it only ever snowed properly once. Whereas up here it snows a few times a year at least. 200 miles isn't that far, but it did seem to make a bit of difference weather wise.
So when it did snow down there, it seemed people weren't as used to it, and therefore decided to drive at about 5mph and no faster. As if they'd never encountered snow whilst driving before.
Just something I noticed anyway

 

[Zulu Romeo]

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

It would be deeply ironic if you slipped on the ice while walking in and gave yourself a Colles # or something like that, after making it safely home from your epic drive today.

I'll try not to make it too trivial.

Stay frosty out there.

Well, you know what I mean.

I'm cool.

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

I'm a Northerner (Yorkshire) but I lived down south for three years in the Dorset/Somerset/Wiltshire area. The whole time I was there I think it only ever snowed properly once. Whereas up here it snows a few times a year at least. 200 miles isn't that far, but it did seem to make a bit of difference weather wise.
So when it did snow down there, it seemed people weren't as used to it, and therefore decided to drive at about 5mph and no faster. As if they'd never encountered snow whilst driving before.
Just something I noticed anyway

I live in (South) Yorkshire (on the other hand, I've been brought up in Scotland, where we have 1,314 different words for "snow" ) and that tentative driving through the lit streets (even on streets that had been graced by the gritter) was exactly what I saw on my drive this evening. I ended up being stuck behind a taxi for much of my journey out.

 

[ITL]

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

I hope the digs are proper digs:

Bacon & eggs for brekky, tea making facilities, gurgling and ancient hot water heater, creaky bed, curious stain on the sink overflow, traveling salesmen in trilby, vaguely ex-military bloke with huge mustache dozing in a chair, and - last but not least - very, very scary landlady with permanent scowl and hair rollers who likes to scrub the doorstep to within an inch of it's life.

Of such things the backbone of Britain is made. *sniff*

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

I'm a Northerner (Yorkshire) but I lived down south for three years in the Dorset/Somerset/Wiltshire area. The whole time I was there I think it only ever snowed properly once. Whereas up here it snows a few times a year at least. 200 miles isn't that far, but it did seem to make a bit of difference weather wise.
So when it did snow down there, it seemed people weren't as used to it, and therefore decided to drive at about 5mph and no faster. As if they'd never encountered snow whilst driving before.
Just something I noticed anyway

I am also a Yorkshireman who lived in that area (Wiltshire) for a while- and yes, it only snowed once while I was there. But it was a LOT of snow, I remember.

 

[Zulu Romeo]

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

I hope the digs are proper digs:

Bacon & eggs for brekky, tea making facilities, gurgling and ancient hot water heater, creaky bed, curious stain on the sink overflow, traveling salesmen in trilby, vaguely ex-military bloke with huge mustache dozing in a chair, and - last but not least - very, very scary landlady with permanent scowl and hair rollers who likes to scrub the doorstep to within an inch of it's life.

Of such things the backbone of Britain is made. *sniff*

Sadly, no. Ants everywhere, limited parking, no sofa (just a series of comfy chairs arranged as such) a merely adequate kitchen, a jolly private leasing company, and electric heaters. Plus the curious stains, unknown abandoned bicycle in the stairwell, etc.

Of such things the NHS is made.
[starts crying]

 

[wamdue]

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

the north/south divide, im so glad ive always lived in central England, so have never bothered to pick a side in that.

 

[Zulu Romeo]

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

the north/south divide, im so glad ive always lived in central England, so have never bothered to pick a side in that.

Born in the South.
Brought up in Scotland.
Live in the North.
Work in the Midlands.
Somehow adopted a Welsh accent (God knows from where).

I don't really belong in one place. I'm always "somewhere".

 

[ITL]

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

I hope the digs are proper digs:

Bacon & eggs for brekky, tea making facilities, gurgling and ancient hot water heater, creaky bed, curious stain on the sink overflow, traveling salesmen in trilby, vaguely ex-military bloke with huge mustache dozing in a chair, and - last but not least - very, very scary landlady with permanent scowl and hair rollers who likes to scrub the doorstep to within an inch of it's life.

Of such things the backbone of Britain is made. *sniff*

Sadly, no. Ants everywhere, limited parking, no sofa (just a series of comfy chairs arranged as such) a merely adequate kitchen, a jolly private leasing company, and electric heaters. Plus the curious stains, unknown abandoned bicycle in the stairwell, etc.

Of such things the NHS is made.
[starts crying]

The Darkside of Digs, you have encountered. My sympathies, sir.

(BTW - I saw upthread you're in South Yorkshire - whereabouts, if you don't mind me asking? S. Yorks is my homeland, you see.)

 

[Ethros]

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

the north/south divide, im so glad ive always lived in central England, so have never bothered to pick a side in that.

Well I used the wink as I meant it as a joke. I for one never atest to the "divide"; people are people. But it did annoy me when I lived down south some would make fun of Northerners; without having a frakking clue what they're talking about of course, getting all their info from Coronation Street etc

 

[Holdfast]

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

I resent that...

... it's spelled poof.

There are many things the North is used to that the South is not. These are not things they should necessarily be proud of. Snow; slag heaps; calling people duck and chuck; whippets, ferrets and pigeons living under the same roof as human beings and often being indistinguishable from them.......

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

It would be deeply ironic if you slipped on the ice while walking in and gave yourself a Colles # or something like that, after making it safely home from your epic drive today.

I'll try not to make it too trivial.

Good man.

Well, I'm back in digs now, so tomorrow's commute should just be a simple 5 minute walk.

I hope the digs are proper digs:

Bacon & eggs for brekky, tea making facilities, gurgling and ancient hot water heater, creaky bed, curious stain on the sink overflow, traveling salesmen in trilby, vaguely ex-military bloke with huge mustache dozing in a chair, and - last but not least - very, very scary landlady with permanent scowl and hair rollers who likes to scrub the doorstep to within an inch of it's life.

Of such things the backbone of Britain is made. *sniff*

From my past experience of junior doctors' accommodation, I think I can vouch from at least the creaky bed, stained sink and interminable hot water problems....

 

[Zulu Romeo]

(BTW - I saw upthread you're in South Yorkshire - whereabouts, if you don't mind me asking? S. Yorks is my homeland, you see.)

Sheffield itself. Home of World Snooker, Sean Bean and The Full Monty.

 

[wamdue]

It could also be "Soft Southern Puff sydrome" to blame

the north/south divide, im so glad ive always lived in central England, so have never bothered to pick a side in that.

Well I used the wink as I meant it as a joke. I for one never atest to the "divide"; people are people. But it did annoy me when I lived down south some would make fun of Northerners; without having a frakking clue what they're talking about of course, getting all their info from Coronation Street etc

I post on a forum where arguments can end up being about the north/south divide, and they keep telling me to pick a side & stick to it, I cant because somethings I see one way, some the other and some both.

for example I would never want to live in Newcastle or "the north" generally, but I would not want to live in London and be around people that think electricity stops outside the M25, that doesn't happen until you get up to Scotland.

 

[Zulu Romeo]

Well, getting back on topic, now it's the North and Scotland's turn to bear the brunt of the snow. Anyone up there, keep warm.

 

[ITL]

(BTW - I saw upthread you're in South Yorkshire - whereabouts, if you don't mind me asking? S. Yorks is my homeland, you see.)

Sheffield itself. Home of World Snooker, Sean Bean and The Full Monty.

Being a Doncaster lad, I used to go shopping for rare records in Sheffield in the 80's (Amazing Records, just over the road from the City Hall. It's not there now, I suspect).

What I want to know is - why is everywhere in Sheffield uphill? It beggars belief!



On topic: Snow! And stuff!

 

[Zulu Romeo]

I was watching the Look North bulletin today, which reported that South Yorkshire had managed to get its gritters out the night before, anticipating the gathering storm, while the councils in West and North Yorkshire were a little slower off the mark and had faced greater disruption. Some vox pops on the lunchtime news noted that at the time there were very few complaints of disruption in Sheffield, and the report attributed this to the South Yorkshire councils getting things ready beforehand. (Of course, this was before the worst of the snow reached us.)