Snow way, snow how.

So, after dropping the bombshell in my first post that I don't like snow I feel I should explain myself, especially considering the current snowy conditions.

It hasn't always been this way. I, like every other child, used to enjoy the white stuff - building with it, throwing it, sometimes eating it (only if it was white of course, not yellow.). I guess the end of our friendship occurred on my 18th birthday 6 years ago.

I'd been planning the big night out for weeks, had gathered and recruited 20 or so friends. Northampton town centre awaited us - I know, the dizzy heights. We spent the day of the big night at sixth form discussing, squealing etc, and then, driving home, the snow began. And it did not stop. Not for about 3 hours. By that time it did we had had meters of snow (<<<<exaggeration).

Cars were abandoned, as were random woolly hats and gloves (I never quite understood that. Why are there always rogue hats and gloves lying on the pavement in weather like that? It's as though someone has said: "Bah! Snow shmow!" and discarded all of their winter protection. Puzzler.). Still I was determined to get myself into Northampton town centre in my tiny dress and inappropriate footwear.

Flickr image from John Young UK's photostream

I rang round taxi ranks only to be told that they were not operating due to the conditions. So, did I man-up and re-arrange the night for the following week? No. I did what any self-respecting 18 year old would do. I sat on the floor and had a tantrum. I cried like a three year old. The night out was off and my 18th birthday ruined. And all because of the white stuff. 

Since then our relationship has been strained. Yes, I know, it is very pretty. Very. But only when you have nothing at all planned and can sit inside looking at it. For me, there is a two day window when it is acceptable for it to snow. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day - that's it. Any other time and I am afraid it will be greeted by a scowl and a grunt from me.

Oh and for those of you wondering what I did end up doing that fateful night. Vodka. Vodka is what I did.