Day 3 - The Great 2018 London Snowpocalypse*

*With thanks to Astrid for supplying the perfect word to describe the situation.

The snow continued early this morning from about 3am to 7 am. Stopped by daylight so the good burghers of London could sit back and mightily whinge about the delicate layer of white covering the streets.
Warnings on the radio cautioned of 3 hours backups on motorways, train services cancelled, flights delayed, and ased people to be wary because this was officially, "danger to life" weather. Drivers were told to avoid roads (what alternatives they should use were not mentioned) but they were told that Snow Chaos Gripped the UK,  communities will get cut off by treacherous snow, and the worst is yet to come - oh, worse did you say? Like what? Dragons and ogres and trolls?

Such amazing hysteria over a little wisk of snow. It's long over now and nothing except a very minor earthquake out in the west country somewhere to wind people up about until the next dose of snow arrives sometime late tomorrow.

Enjoy the Snowpocalypse everyone.

Snowfall in the UK

All week the news and weather services have been predicting a severe frigid mass of air from Siberia would hit us this week and bring snow - Blizzards! Deadly snowfall as much as 6" or possibly 8" in rural areas. The really terrifying prospect was that London seemed to be target central for this.
So on Monday when the outer edges first reached London, there were the brief snow showers leaving only a sprinkle that quickly evaporated. People sneared at the weather services and mocked the storm and posted sarcastic photos and comments of the light scattering of white.

Today the real snow started to arrive - real in UK terms, still a joke to most Americans - and when 2 inches had fallen in London there was the start of widespread panic. Airports cancelled flights and prepared to shut down, trains cancelled whole routes, cities paniced and closed schools and social services. People ran in circles crying out it was the apocalypse! Gritters were taken out of standby and put on 12 hour shifts scattering gravel over all the major roadsin London.

Here at chez Lenton I actually nodded off waiting for the snow, having stayed up too late last night binge watching Ugly Betty. Startled awake by Alan, who announced that it had just started to snow; I got out my new iphone that Asti  just sent me and tried out the camera.

It ain't no blizzard but that there is some real gen-u-ine snowfall, folx.