What I wore: Snow measuring edition08:00
We don't cope well with snow here in the UK. We abandon work and school, we can't get our cars out, we panic buy (not me of course, silly people) and generally turn facebook into the weather channel.
A couple of years ago I was getting a bit fed up of wild claims about how many inches of snow there were so I decided to instigate a rule that I wouldn't believe someone's inch claim unless they had measured it. My friends rose to the challenge valiantly with my hairdresser measuring the flat, the trampoline and the drifts, my disabled friend measuring outside the back door (the only place she could get to bless her) and my mother pioneering her way to the end of the garden where the snow was deepest.
Not to be outdone, I donned my wellys and ski jacket (no, I've never been skiing, thanks for asking) on top of my jammies and dressing gown and headed up the garden with my metal ruler. The section of our garden just outside the backdoor is very sheltered and doesn't have any snow settle there really, hence the need for this extreme weather protection to climb the steps to the flat of our garden to measure the depth there.
|Many thanks to Dusband for catching my just woke up face ready to go measure!|
At it's deepest ours was 7" on the flat and level. I didn't bother measuring the drifts, they're not accurate to anything.
Please tell me you all do this in countries where you get snow regularly?