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« Reply #135 on: 09:10:12, 22-03-2008 » |
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Wild, wet and windy down south in Mid-Sussex. They said we were going to have snow but as of yet none at all!!
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« Reply #136 on: 10:01:20, 22-03-2008 » |
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I wonder how long this cold and wet weather will last, I could do with it a bit nicer next weekend  A |
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« Reply #137 on: 13:10:51, 22-03-2008 » |
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Just had a snow flurry here <shriek> My sister in County Durham has very heavy snow and A66 impassable at Bowes. They are saying snow even in London tonight!
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Reality, sa molesworth 2, is so sordid it makes me shudder
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« Reply #138 on: 13:14:53, 22-03-2008 » |
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We've just had a small taste of it, Ants. Hailstones from the heavens with snow flakes at the same time. The gardens opposite were white. Now the sun's shining and white stuff has melted  |
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« Reply #139 on: 13:30:30, 22-03-2008 » |
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I want to run down the shop for lottery, O2 top-up and some beer money but it's too cold. I'm supposed to be going on a short pub-crawl tonight  |
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« Reply #140 on: 13:43:04, 22-03-2008 » |
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We had snow for most of the night but it's all gone now. Still very windy now though and damned cold (we went into York earlier and didn't stay long!)
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« Reply #141 on: 13:54:39, 22-03-2008 » |
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I'm supposed to be going on a short pub-crawl tonight
Inns where they serve only spirits, presumably. Let's hope that it doesn't have the same effect on you as it seems to produce with S-S at ToP: he tends to be at his most disputatious following his visits to the hostelry....  |
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« Reply #142 on: 15:06:35, 22-03-2008 » |
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A few snowflakes now! Enough to get any self-respecting child hysterical, anyway. We've also had sleet, hail and bright sunshine with blue sky.
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« Reply #143 on: 15:13:30, 22-03-2008 » |
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I'm supposed to be going on a short pub-crawl tonight
Inns where they serve only spirits, presumably. I'll lay off the shorts! Actually I remember being once in England's smallest pub in Bury St-Edmonds  but I notice there's another smallest pub in Dorset;  Let's hope that it doesn't have the same effect on you as it seems to produce with S-S at ToP: he tends to be at his most disputatious following his visits to the hostelry.... No, it's the other way round with me, after some hassle on a forum I then NEED a good drink   |
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« Reply #144 on: 15:50:23, 22-03-2008 » |
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In Millyland we just have the sleet and biting wind. We went out this afternoon and it was really odd. On the sunny, sheltered side of the street, it was pleasant and warm but on the other side it was like being back in the Arctic Circle - bitterly cold. All the sunshine has gone now and we have snow clouds in the sky. I'm sure it won't settle even if it does snow properly because the ground is too wet. The Easter Bunny was going to hide some eggs in our garden for tomorrow, but I think, as she's a bit of a wuss, they'll be hidden round the house instead. |
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« Reply #145 on: 15:58:18, 22-03-2008 » |
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I played a concert in famously freezing Lincoln Cathedral last night. I wore wool tights, thermal leggings and thick socks under my trousers, a vest and two thermal tops under my heavy jumper, two pairs of cashmere wrist warmers, a long jacket, a big pashmina/shawl thingy, a silk scarf wound around my head in the manner of a wide headband - and sat on my down coat. Yet still I was cold.
Yesterday was the first day of spring.
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« Reply #146 on: 16:00:45, 22-03-2008 » |
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It's very changeable down in South-East London too: it tried to snow for a few minutes, then gave up, since when we've had a couple of hail showers but nothing that lasts very long. My flatmate (the one who doesn't leave his room often) seems to have had a similar idea as far as music is concerned. I don't know quite what CD he's listening to but it seems to have gone very quickly from the Easter Oratorio to Swan Lake and now sounding distinctly Frank Sinatra-ish, all within the space of half an hour. I think I'll turn my Klarens Baarloow up. |
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« Reply #147 on: 16:14:14, 22-03-2008 » |
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I played a concert in famously freezing Lincoln Cathedral last night.
That takes me back to the many frozen Easter performances I've sung in cathedrals (not Lincoln). It always amazes me that the audience turns up, but they do. Peter Pears, the most famous Bach Evangelist of his day, used to wear a cricket jumper under his dress shirt, and then keep his overcoat and scarf on as well, just unwinding the scarf for the recits! |
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« Reply #148 on: 16:23:27, 22-03-2008 » |
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We had a snow flurry but it all seems to have passed us by and basking in sunshine and blue skies, no wind at all. I put some food out for the birds couple of hours ago and was amazed at how mild it was outside, certainly no need for any heating inside.
A bit disappointing really, not having to go to work until Tuesday I wouldn't have minded some snow and the prettiness of it. And I could have done one of my snow sculptures!
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Reality, sa molesworth 2, is so sordid it makes me shudder
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« Reply #149 on: 16:24:04, 22-03-2008 » |
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Anty, you seem to have turned into the Easter Bunny! |
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