That was the night that was
Dec. 16th, 2010 08:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceWhen the forecast last night said "rain and snow and sleet and hail", I thought they meant generically across the country, I didn't realise they meant right here, right now. We have in fact had all four overnight. There was one point where all three of us got out of bed* to go to the window and look, because the noise against the glass was so peculiar (and so peculiarly loud and wet) we couldn't quite work out what it was. [A sort of sleety hail, since you ask: hard enough to bounce, soft enough to cling. There's probably a word in science for that particular physical condition, but I don't know it.]
As it happens, I was awake for quite a lot of the weather. Indeed, I am claiming the weather as my excuse for listening to quite a lot of the cricket.
It's snowing quite hard now. Shall I go to the Lit & Phil, I wonder? Or shall I stay home andkeep the cats warm work from here?
[ETA, t + 30: I'm not sure what that is, that's currently precipitating: rain or sleet or snow or hail. Whichever. It's coming down in swirly clouds, and I am ... disinclined to go out and discover.]
*My fault. I'm fairly sure the boys would have stayed just where they were, thanks, if I hadn't moved. But they were packed in so tight against me, that meant they were moved by default: at which point they might as well come and look, as we were all staring at the window anyway...
As it happens, I was awake for quite a lot of the weather. Indeed, I am claiming the weather as my excuse for listening to quite a lot of the cricket.
It's snowing quite hard now. Shall I go to the Lit & Phil, I wonder? Or shall I stay home and
[ETA, t + 30: I'm not sure what that is, that's currently precipitating: rain or sleet or snow or hail. Whichever. It's coming down in swirly clouds, and I am ... disinclined to go out and discover.]
*My fault. I'm fairly sure the boys would have stayed just where they were, thanks, if I hadn't moved. But they were packed in so tight against me, that meant they were moved by default: at which point they might as well come and look, as we were all staring at the window anyway...