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[Profpointy]

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In one of his books Bill Bryson mentioned a newspaper headline talking about extreme blizzard conditions with up the 30mm of snow, then commented that "extreme" evidently meant snow half way up your shoes

 

[Drago]

I can remember when "heavy" snowfall meant halfway up the ground floor windows, not the 2 or 3 inches people think of as heavy today.

 

[Alex321]

I can remember when "heavy" snowfall meant halfway up the ground floor windows, not the 2 or 3 inches people think of as heavy today.

Indeed. I certainly wouldn't consider any snowfall to be "heavy" unless it was worth my getting my skis out to play on the hill behind the house.

 

[wheresthetorch]

 

[presta]

 

[classic33]

 

[classic33]

 

[Psamathe]

 

[Richard A Thackeray]

In one of his books Bill Bryson mentioned a newspaper headline talking about extreme blizzard conditions with up the 30mm of snow, then commented that "extreme" evidently meant snow half way up your shoes

See last couple of paragraphs; https://www.cyclechat.net/threads/winter-has-arrived.255518/#post-5812791

Big jessie southerners & snow!!; https://www.cyclechat.net/threads/snow-watch-how-is-it-where-you-are.247708/page-2#post-5588940

 

[presta]

Something happened between January 1979 when I queued for two hours to get through a narrow channel cut between the abandoned cars buried in snowdrifts, and 1990, when I drove to work through 2" of snow in half the usual time because everyone had stayed at home. My guess is that the "Don't drive unless absolutely necessary" has bred generations of drivers who don't know how to cope with snow any more.

(In 1979 the snow was only about 4-5" deep out on the open fields, which is about as much as we get in Essex, but the east wind was dumping deep drifts all over the road because it was in the lee of a hedge.)

 

[Dogtrousers]

Something happened between January 1979 when I queued for two hours to get through a narrow channel cut between the abandoned cars buried in snowdrifts, and 1990, when I drove to work through 2" of snow in half the usual time because everyone had stayed at home. My guess is that the "Don't drive unless absolutely necessary" has bred generations of drivers who don't know how to cope with snow any more.

(In 1979 the snow was only about 4-5" deep out on the open fields, which is about as much as we get in Essex, but the east wind was dumping deep drifts all over the road because it was in the lee of a hedge.)

I do remember in the late 80s/90s walking (and hopping on and off what buses there were) into my office in London - about 6 miles. Due to the lack of trains. Just because I didn't have anything better to do. When I got in I had a coffee and headed off home again.

 

[Profpointy]

Something happened between January 1979 when I queued for two hours to get through a narrow channel cut between the abandoned cars buried in snowdrifts, and 1990, when I drove to work through 2" of snow in half the usual time because everyone had stayed at home. My guess is that the "Don't drive unless absolutely necessary" has bred generations of drivers who don't know how to cope with snow any more.

(In 1979 the snow was only about 4-5" deep out on the open fields, which is about as much as we get in Essex, but the east wind was dumping deep drifts all over the road because it was in the lee of a hedge.)

I remember a winter where cars were struggling up a snowy hill. Quickly realising no one was going anywhere unless some of helped by pushing a couple of us did just that. It was rather galling that after pushing 5 cars and getting them on their way no other bugger was joining in to help, but hey ho. It was rather lovely when we went to help push a little old lady in a Morris Minor who was genuinely peering through the steering wheel as per the description in another thread, she didn't actually need a push and was perfectly capable of driving in snow, unlike the various salesmen types in the beemers and what have you

 

[Richard A Thackeray]

I realise various Deities like worshipping, but to lick their fingers?!?

KFC
WestGate Retail Park
Wakefield

 

[Tenkaykev]

I do remember in the late 80s/90s walking (and hopping on and off what buses there were) into my office in London - about 6 miles. Due to the lack of trains. Just because I didn't have anything better to do. When I got in I had a coffee and headed off home again.

As a young trainee at an electrical engineering company in Birmingham in the late 60's I trudged about four miles through snow to get to work. The foreman gave me a rollicking for being late 😮

 

[presta]