Snow in Lincolnshire a Romantic Look at the First Snow of the Year
The First Snow of the Year in Lincolnshire
So much happens when we’re asleep, for most of us I suppose the world stops spinning when our heads hit the pillow and life doesn’t resume in the world until we awaken but there’s an entire nocturnal world out there not least in the natural world with all sorts happening.
Something certainly happened last night - looking out the window at 4.30am my incubated little world had been transformed . . .
Transformed albeit ever so slightly, a gentle dusting of snow covered everything in sight, the roads and pavements remained virgin, yet to be disfigured by Human Foot and Iron Horse - it never looked more peaceful under the gentle glow of Sodium Lighting.
It’s a times like this you realise, even in a residential area, just how humans pollute the peace just by their very presence.
Looking out of the window not a soul stirred, even the cats and local urban foxes took the night off.
But, it wouldn’t be long before the milkman arrived to deliver to the last two houses in the street who don’t buy their milk from supermarkets, a little later the poor paperboy, already freezing in his school uniform, will deflower the carpet of snow on the pavements as he delivers newspapers to the last 2 houses in the street who no longer read them for free on the internet.
Then the street will really become alive to the sound of car engines, the scraping of windows and the hiss of de-icer spray as children who once were paperboys and girls now have to be driven to the local school and cars that have to be shuffled in drives as every house now has at least two cars despite being unable to afford milk from the milkman . . .
As the world seemed likely to spin for another day without my input I left them to it, had breakfast, took a long lovely bath, wrote the blog article that appears before this, had another breakfast and then decided if anybody was going to disfigure the newly arrived white world it would be me - so off I went in search of a sunrise . . .
The Early Boy Gets the Light
It was glorious, a beautiful time of day, all seemed as it should be, the only blot on the landscape was me, quiet but exhaling mist and fog in the still frozen air.
I stood looking through the trees as the sun began to rise over Cun Hu Hill and reflected on the fact that it’s still possible to stand in a spot and see things as ancient Kings and Druids once saw them.
They never had paperboys, milkmen and two vehicles in the Dark Ages of course - but then . . . neither will we soon !
Reflectively yours,
Rod
Little Brother said,
February 3, 2012 @ 11:32 pm
Rod,
Lovely….
LB
Steve-Welwyn Garden City said,
February 4, 2012 @ 9:25 am
Snow due here in the south tonight so l guess the supermarket will be heaving with panic buying muppets…..those with a trolley load of sliced bread and when the old girl cant get a loaf…just one!!!! Makes your blood boil.
Time to get the boots out and the snow chains, hope it doesnt last too long.
Super photo by the way!!
History Hunter said,
February 4, 2012 @ 10:51 am
Great photo Mr C.
Did you know that, as I’m led to believe (allegedly and apparently) that what is/was Cun Hu Hill, which is now the tee for the 7th hole at Grimsby Golf Course, is the highest point in Grimsby!
Sounds plausible if it was the seat of a King.
Rod said,
February 4, 2012 @ 11:02 am
Steve,
I note a great newspaper headline yesterday . . . EVEN LONDON IS BRACING ITSELF FOR SNOW
They make is sound like Armageddon
Best
Rod
Rod said,
February 4, 2012 @ 11:04 am
HH,
many thanks, highest point in GY, this has come up before hasn’t it ? Neville uses an online map with displays heights etc we should be able to nail this one way or the other somehow - as you say the highest point anywhere is always of importance . . . very good point !
Regards,
Rod
veronica said,
February 4, 2012 @ 11:20 am
No snow here in Stockport yet so far this winter or even today.
It is always a little embarrassing when the country goes hyper over a bit of snow. Schools closed , airports closed, panic buying.
And yet in Northern Lands who have far more snow for longer , it is business as usual.
Rod said,
February 4, 2012 @ 11:32 am
Veronica,
it is a national embarrassment really - we ground to a complete halt last year !
Personally I like it but then I’m not forced to do the things many others are so it’s mainly for selfish reasons.
Keep warm !
Rod
veronica said,
February 4, 2012 @ 1:21 pm
Newsflash
I stand corrected …Cheshire has snow as of 1 15 pm .
Will Cheshire grind to a halt , I wonder. Will Manchester airport be closed? Will trains not run through Stockport station ? will we run out of food???
Rod said,
February 4, 2012 @ 1:25 pm
Veronica,
I hope you don’t get stranded - 6pm is our ETA here in The Glorious Shire !
Rod
Amiguru said,
February 4, 2012 @ 5:27 pm
Rod & HH,
I can only give modern heights. Obviously, Cun Hu and all the other hills were much higher than the current land surface for as we know they were ‘quarried’ away.
Here are a few current heights from my source for comparison:
Old Market Place as was…………12 m.
St. James’ churchyard…………….11 m.
Riverhead Bus Station………………4 m.
People’s Park………………………..6 m.
Nun’s Corner……………………….10 m.
Cromwell Rd./Boulevard Jn……… 3 m.
Greyfriars……………………….4 - 9 m.
Toothill roundabout………………. 7 m.
Gt. Coates Rd. crossing Freshney 3 m.
Main bend in between these……10 m.
Littlecoates/Cambridge Rds. Jn…13 m.
These are land heights not including buildings etc.
That gives a rough guide but if any other particular spot is needed just ask folks.
Regards,
Neville
Rod said,
February 4, 2012 @ 5:43 pm
Neville,
that’s fascinating, very interesting indeed, especially the ‘run’ on Greyfriars !
Go on then let’s have it . . . is it or isn’t it ?
With bated breath,
Rod
Mick said,
February 5, 2012 @ 5:55 pm
Btw Rod,
Regarding Cun Hu, Old Norse Kunnu means ‘wife’
;)
Mick
Rod said,
February 5, 2012 @ 6:11 pm
Mick,
I don’t like the idea of a wife - especially an Old Norse One
Best
Rod
Kate said,
February 6, 2012 @ 1:26 am
Mick & Rod,
in later (middle?) Norse, wife is ‘kván’ - from which we get the modern word ‘queen’, I s’pose you’ll not be wanting one of them either Rod, as King of Wybers Wood
My thoughts on the ‘Cun’ of Cun Hu are that it could come from ‘cwn’ - hound in Celtic British; still pondering the ‘Hu’ bit…
Apologies for sounding a bit addled, OH & I are still recovering from getting stuck in the blizzard just outside Bishops Stortford on the M11 last night on our way back home from a visit over to Flanders; thankfully we just made it to a hotel at the services, it was pretty hairy drive from Kent and round the M25 (OH insisted it was going to stop
took him awhile to get the message it wasn’t ). We saw quite a few cars skidding on the carriageway, but thankfully no serious accidents. When we finally hit Lincolnshire this afternoon there wasn’t as much snow as further south, but there were more cars in ditches, hope their drivers got home safely :L
Kate
Rod said,
February 6, 2012 @ 6:31 am
Kate,
a Queen sounds like a lot of work and expense - I imagine she’d be very high maintainance
Pleased to hear you managed the journey . . . eventually - sounds like a nightmare.
Best
Rod
pam said,
March 12, 2012 @ 12:30 am
you aren’t the only one waiting eagerly Rod
think Neville must have missed this
So is it or not?
February 4, 2012 @ 5:43 pm
Neville,
that’s fascinating, very interesting indeed, especially the ‘run’ on Greyfriars !
Go on then let’s have it . . . is it or isn’t it ?
With bated breath,
Rod
Rod said,
March 12, 2012 @ 6:21 am
Pam,
good point
Best
Rod