(26-02-2019 16:28 )GreenMachine Wrote: Seeing as we've not had much this year as we did last year with the Beast from the East, I was wondering about snowfall when we were kids. I remember several big snowfalls in the 70's and a friend of mine recalled a very cold Winter in 1981(which I have seen now thanks to one of those look-back programmes) I write things down in a diary and kept one since 1978 but the one year I don't have(thanks to losing it on the playing field one sports day) is 1981. Anyway I seem to recall a lot of snow falling in the 80's and 90's. In those days if you were at school you could quite happily have a snowball fight without health and safety worries. I can't remember the precise year but I do remember the 'mother of all snowball fights' breaking out in the playground with snowballs flying in all directions and a lot of kids getting absolutely drenched, their uniforms soaking as they came inside. What are your memories of snowball fights or indeed building snowmen.
Most vivid memories are from the winters of 1978/79 and 1981/82.
The first one was because of the number of school days that I missed as a result of the snow. At the time I was living in a village that was over 700 feet above sea level (we were ‘above the snow line’). One particular day which sticks in the memory was getting on the school bus at school in pouring rain, then as we climbed the hill going home being shocked at seeing huge flakes flying past the bus windows. Then as we got to the bottom of our village the bus started skidding and sliding, so much so that the driver announced that he couldn’t go any further, and that we had to get off and walk. For me this meant a walk of over a mile, all uphill with snow blowing sideways, and there must have been nearly a foot of level powder snow on the ground, with drifts piling up in various places. Just couldn’t believe the different weather conditions in the space of 3 miles.
When we eventually were able to get back to school nearly a fortnight later, we learned that the kids who lived local to the school had been in attendance the whole time as they hadn’t had so much as a flake!
I can remember vividly the sound that would give away the fact that the thaw was starting...we’d have had a really heavy fall of snow and our house had a slate roof..then the snow would change to drizzle, then would come the sound of the snow sliding off the roof in a huge slab..it sounded like a rumble of thunder...resulting in a pile of snow up to 3 foot high outside our front door.
1981/82..over a foot of powder snow on our road, totally impassable, but the abiding memory of that winter is how cold it was. I know that the temperature fell to below -26c in neighbouring Shropshire, and that we must have been pretty close to that level of cold. Having to breathe through pursed lips because it was so cold it actually hurt to try to breathe normally. Crazy.