Its been interesting watching you guys in the UK shiver your way through yet another winter of "snow fed chaos" and endless reams of journalistic twaddle on "why can't we cope when it snows?". We are hoping that Heathrow is cleared by the end of January.
We would hate to feel left out of the "weather chaos" so we've been having a rare old time with what is known locally as a "Nor'wester". Gar the natives will say and look mystically into the distance when reminiscing about the Big One of '86 or some such other. Basically its a very hot and hard wind that blows in from the Northwest. Apparently it sends people mad. We can believe it. The Canterbury plains heat up like a frying pan and the air is so hot and dry. And it blows. Hard. On Jenns local weather windscale its really very bloody windy. No windows can be opened and the house rattles and shakes and the windows bow and buckle as it sucks and blows.
Sean is sulking as its so hot and sunny outside but the wind is relentless and there is no escape from it so he has been trapped in doors. A bit like a caged bear with a bit of a headache and with nothing to do but stare out the window at the sunny blue sky and count the minutes, hours and days of it that he's got left of it before he has to face the gloomy grey of a UK January. Everyone is hot, headachy and narky so there have been arguments galore. Still it should only last another couple of days. And it makes a change from watching the telly.
3:23
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
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