I often use the phrase, “Be careful what you wish for”, and with good reason. After almost a week of being inundated with heavy snow, it began to rain over the weekend. By Sunday afternoon, all the snow was gone here, and the temperature had climbed from -4 C to +5 C.
For me, that meant a very muddy dog walk, exacerbated by the melting snow that lay as water on the ground, with last month’s mud still lurking underneath. Ollie was soon filthy from the combination of brown water and gloopy mud, and I was back to trying to keep upright, as my boots disappeared into the mire. All of a sudden, the cold weather and snow was looking a lot more inviting…
On the plus side, all local roads are now open, and life in Beetley can return to normal. The shopping trip today will be routine, and the children have returned to school.
However, other parts of this country are not so lucky. I have just been watching news reports about the military being used to helicopter supplies into villages that have been cut off for at least five days. The water companies are asking people to only use water for ‘essential use’, as they are struggling to cope with burst pipes and leaks. In some areas, there is no drinking water, and people are being issued with bottled water on an emergency basis. Rural districts around the country have had no power supplies for five days, and the rail and road networks are still not functioning properly.
This is the 21st century, and Britain is the fifth largest economy in the world. Heavy snow or not, I think that the response of the authorities to this weather has been shameful.