Am giggling
8 January 2003 12:25![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mandragorabecause snow in London is unusual enough that I'm seeing several LJ entries from Londoners all commenting on the same thing.
Yar, you soft southern Jessies, part of me wants to say. Except that I've been living in London for long enough to be a said soft Southern Jessie myself.
And it does look pretty, it must be said, with the full confidence of knowing that as I'm working from home today I won't have my journey home tonight possible disrupted, no doubt by "the wrong type of snow". For those of you fortunate enough not to have to regularly experience the British transport system that excuse, along with "leaves on the line" and (even better) "the wrong type of leaves on the line" have been trotted out as excuses for public transport delays.
That said, the snow probably won't actually affect things much. The only time I can think of when there was sufficient snow (2 feet) in London to actually grind everything to a halt, I was in Austria, skiing. Was extremely peeved to find that one day of my precious holiday leave was 'wasted' in that for one of the days I was away no one could get to work anyway as all roads were blocked and neither the tube nor train was working.
We also couldn't get back to the southern UK from Austria as all airports near to London were closed. So we duly waived off those members of our skiing party who lived in the Midlands and North, and settled down for the night in the Zurich Hilton. All things considered it could have been worse - except that all of us who lived in or near London came back late on a Sunday evening, 36 hours late, to find that all of our properties had suffered damage in some way from the adverse weather. Oh well, the firm was very good about it and let me have the Monday off for free to get everything fixed, so I suppose I made my 'day off' up in any event.
Yar, you soft southern Jessies, part of me wants to say. Except that I've been living in London for long enough to be a said soft Southern Jessie myself.
And it does look pretty, it must be said, with the full confidence of knowing that as I'm working from home today I won't have my journey home tonight possible disrupted, no doubt by "the wrong type of snow". For those of you fortunate enough not to have to regularly experience the British transport system that excuse, along with "leaves on the line" and (even better) "the wrong type of leaves on the line" have been trotted out as excuses for public transport delays.
That said, the snow probably won't actually affect things much. The only time I can think of when there was sufficient snow (2 feet) in London to actually grind everything to a halt, I was in Austria, skiing. Was extremely peeved to find that one day of my precious holiday leave was 'wasted' in that for one of the days I was away no one could get to work anyway as all roads were blocked and neither the tube nor train was working.
We also couldn't get back to the southern UK from Austria as all airports near to London were closed. So we duly waived off those members of our skiing party who lived in the Midlands and North, and settled down for the night in the Zurich Hilton. All things considered it could have been worse - except that all of us who lived in or near London came back late on a Sunday evening, 36 hours late, to find that all of our properties had suffered damage in some way from the adverse weather. Oh well, the firm was very good about it and let me have the Monday off for free to get everything fixed, so I suppose I made my 'day off' up in any event.
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Date: 8 January 2003 07:37 (UTC)no subject
Date: 8 January 2003 07:39 (UTC)And M ::blert:: (with finger waggling)