- 8 outside. WTF?
Looking at the photos of all the people sleeping in Heathrow is enough to make a person shudder. Medbh is stuck in Haarlem and might be there until the 23rd. It’s chaos. Total chaos.
Here we’re down to our last few thousand tons of salt, not that we saw any of it the last time. Already our public transport is groaning and creaking like a listing wooden ship. I feel mildly churlish whinging about minor things. I have no water half the day, I can’t get to Crossfit as my car is buried under a foot of snow and the roads are in bits. My brother missed out on a dinner of roast duck and orange sauce last night and had to abandon his car at his work. The paramour has had his football cancelled. I have not bought a single present, so I will HAVE to get to town or Dundrum either today or tomorrow. How I don’t know, but somehow.
Still, very minor in the grand scheme of things. I have a warm house, food in my fridge and wine in my rack. It’s an inconvenience. That’s all, and good to remember that.
Two people died under Suir Bridge a fdw days ago, out in this, alone, frozen. It a sharp reminded that snow is pretty, it’s a pain in the arse, but for some it is a death sentence. Stay safe people, stay safe. And if you feel like doing something nice, donate whatever you can spare to the Simon Community.