 | PHOTOS DECEMBER 2008 |
| PHOTOS DECEMBER 2008 |
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The 14th of December brought with it the heaviest snowfall of the year so far. The Escort and the Passat have had quite a battering. I took a depth gauge out once things had settled down and noted that we had had 16 cms (just over 6 inches) of snow. In some places the snow was 24 cms (almost 10 inches) deep.
That's not a lot, you might think, but I'm pretty sheltered here. Out in the open it was much worse
Although the snow doesn't look very deep, it was too deep for the eidlburger who drives the village snowplough. A little higher up the lane, the weight of snow had brought down a tree across the lane and the snowplough driver, instead of leaving his comfortable cabin to move the tree, turned round and drove away.
Four days I was stuck here, and the mayor's assistant felt the weight of my tongue when I finally caught up with her.
A few days after the snowstorm, we had a sudden thaw. And I was back in my usual position - namely up to my knees in the morass. You can see how dreadful it gets here when the thaw comes around.
As you know, if you are a keen reader of these pages, this is actually a communal path that leads to my house. And the mayor of the village, in his electoral speech, said that he was going to tarmac down to all of the inhabitants. Forked tongue or what?
And almost true to form, the end of the year came along and brought us yet another snowfall. Not as important as that of the 14th of December and no danger of us being snowed in, but significant nevertheless
You are probably getting sick of seeing all of these pictures of snow - but I bet you aren't half as sick as I was of actually trying to accomplish anything in it.
To keep me out of mischief during the bad weather, I started to dismantle my former home - the old caravan that I had bought for £400 and in which I had lived for 6 or 7 years until the rats trashed it.
People pay a lot of money - many thousands of quid - for a caravan and they expect to have their money's worth. And not many people strip the aluminium off the outside of their caravan (What? It's worth £1400 per tonne!) so they never get to see what is under the shell. Such as how the manufacturers have scrimped on the insulation.
Quite frankly, the work on the insulation is appalling as you can see. 20cm thickness of polystyrene tile costs next-to-nothing and they can't be bothered to take the time to fit it properly.
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