Typical
I was just talking about our lack of snow in my column for the Rochdale Observer this week, poking a bit of fun at the locals’ outrage that other parts of the world were getting more snow than they, and the damn weather changed. And it didn’t just snow a bit, oh no. It really snowed.
For days.
Got to go, have a blog post to write about how I’m never going to win the lottery…
I'm Heather, an ex expat, now back in blighty and living in Lancashire. Which is just like Lapland... only less snowy and stuff.
Love the tractor but I am worried whether that is a dog or a bear?
if it were a bear that would mean we’d had about 2 metres of snow! Also, I’d be dead.
It must be like living in giant meringue land! You haven’t seen Jack Black on your travels, have you?
Wow wow wow that is beautiful, now that is what I call proper snow, you are more than welcome to send some here if it gets too much for you
Could you also do a post about how I never trip over geenies in a lamp just desperate to do my bidding ?
Ta mucho ( =
Love that pic of the doggie, he looks well chuffed at the white stuff.
Is that how it works? To win the lottery? Because if so, then I’ve got a post to write myself.
I am dim. It took me ages to work out that there was a tractor underneath all that snow. You do realise the whole of the UK would implode if we ever had that much?
I want to play in that snow. Can I come over?