A couple of postcard images today. That means no large versions, sorry!
We don't get such extreme weather as we used to these days. Global warming and, more personally, living close to the coast where there's lots of salt in the air all seem to be having the effect of keeping snow at bay.
I remember as a lad regularly seeing snow above my head up on the moors near Rochdale and even in drifts in the garden.
It only takes a few flakes in the air now and drivers particularly here in Blackpool feel they must stay in second gear and not venture above ten miles and hour. It makes me laugh.
We used to think nothing of putting a few coal sacks - now that dates me - and a spade in the boot and setting off knowing that at some point we'd have to dig snow out from under the wheels and use the sacks to give the tyres something to grip to get out of a hole the car had sunken into.
Mind you, there was a hole in the dry stone wall over Owd Betts Moors that my Grandad's Ford Prefect made...
Happy days...
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