For the last week I have felt like a little kid all over again with the downpour of snow in the southwest. The last time I remember seeing snow in dorset was about seven years ago, and even that was a tiny amount that fell in early april time. The last time I saw thick snow was when I was in primary school, which was probably about 11 years ago. So, naturally I went absolutely beserk, throwing snowballs at everyone, running across fields getting soaked.
Although it does make me chuckle a little about how unprepared we all were. Even though the snow was forecast days before it arrived, all but 2 schools closed leaving the kids running around the streets throwing snow at everyone, the gritters were not sent out until around 10am, which left the roads horrendously dangerous for the rush hour. A lot of my co-workers said it was taking them an hour to get to work when it would normally only take them 5 minutes.
I luckily do not drive, I have always been scared of driving, I get so nervous when I get in a car I start shaking. So I have been walking everywhere, which has been scary enough. This morning it took me nearly an hour to walk to work because the paths were just one big ice rink, the walk normally takes half an hour at the most.
I realise that in dorset we simply just do not expect any snow at all as we are right by the sea, but surely they must have measures in place just in case.
But I must admit it has been wonderful to see some snow for a change, and with it apparantly forecast for the beginning of next week i'm excited by the prospect that we might get some more, as I have not had a chance to make a snowman yet :(