Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Less than Most


We’ve less snow here most areas of the country, this is unusual, we’re the ones who usually cop for it. It’s been bitterly cold,  I’ve never caught sight of the thermometer above –3.7C all day.

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I’ve been confined to the house today, I’ve yet another bout of some cold/flu bug (and whilst it isn’t anything like as bad as the  outbreak of purple giraffes, I do feel rather bleugh…..) The photo  above dates back to the 28th of November.

Given the general ‘shock horror’ attitude going on around the country about snow,   I feel it is worth reposting these photos from the family archives, the full story is here

From 1901


and 1947


I’m happy to be corrected, but I think both photos are of the village of Sparrowpit, the first one being the ‘Wanted Inn’

Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

15 thoughts on “Less than Most

  1. Thank you very much for keeping us so well entertained over the past year.

    Hopefully you will make a rapid recovery to ensure a superb Christmas for your family.

    All the best for 2011

  2. You should email the photo to the Wanted Inn — I bet they’d love to have it. Stay warm, drink plenty of fluids, and get well soon!

  3. Just stumbled into this blog through Gadget’s.
    It has charms to soothe the most-fevered of brows!
    I will make a point of reducing my blood pressure with a daily dose!

    • Welcome Ex-Peeler, if you’ve not stumbled across the Gadget- Uphilldowndale connection before, you’d best start here The soothing qualities of this blog have been mentioned by others, I have a dream that it will be available on prescription, but for the time being you must self medicate. BTW, that is a fine new avatar you’ve acquired, I’ve noticed they’ve broken out like a rash today.

  4. It’s astonishing how many people are surprised that it snows in winter. I see that Fee’s turned herself into a penguin. There’s someone who knows how to deal with the cold.

    It’s a shame to be sick when it would be so much fun to be out and about on the icy lanes. Wait, wait . . .

    • Gerry, I know if I stick my head over the parapet and declare myself fit, someone will be waiting to send me off on an adventure down an icy lane, being in possession of a 4×4 raises the game.
      But before I can go anywhere I’ll have to find where Spud has taken my boot!

  5. I’m shivering in my timbers looking at those cold temperatures ~ especially now that we have no snow and our temps are above zero (ranging from about 4 to 10 C which probably seems like the tropics at the moment!)
    I am so sorry to hear you are feeling under the weather, but am happy to hear the purple giraffes have not ‘resurfaced’!) Any giraffe would turn purple in the freezing weather you are experiencing. I’m hoping that you are feeling better each minute and that you and your dear family have a lovely Christmas season!

  6. I’d be willing to bet they didn’t close the schools back then, either. My two are already checking the council website in a pre-Christmas burst of hope for an early finish!

    As for my shiny new avatat – love penguins, what can I say? I love the real, funny little birds and I love the biscuits, too!

  7. The existence of statistics going back over a long period combined with the ease of computer analysis means that, no matter what weather conditions prevail, we can always say they are the worst/worst/wettest/driest/coldest/hottest for X years. This sounds significant but isn’t. All it means is that weather conditions vary, sometimes in ways we like and sometimes in ways we don’t like.

    Still, this makes fodder for the tabloids and their simple-minded readers.

  8. Ah 1947, I was nine and I remember it so clearly and, yes Fee, you are correct, not one day off school.

    Grownups dug paths two foot wide and they all led to school!!!!

    Two foot pathways cleared by ordinary people to join onto the main roads which the then councils, who did not have gritters, snow ploughs, in fact zilch but had guts and determination kept them open – snow shovelled by hand by everybody.

    So the trams managed to run but nearly everybody walked everywhere. Dad walked 7 miles to the pit, put in a full 10 hour shift and walked 7 miles back.

    Maybe because we had just come through WWII the grownups were just used to getting on with it and do it yourself.

  9. Yes – we foolishly thought we had escaped this second coming of the snow – how stupid eh? Yes – snowed in yet again! The kitchen calleth!

  10. There were several inches here in London yesterday morning which as usual caused chaos!
    Just imagine what it would be like if we had a winter like the ones you show here! xx

  11. That first photo is amazing – this landscape seems almost endless, there is a depth and light that is magic in this image. I like the two old photos – they give a fine perspective to the weather now.

  12. Well, that’s amazing! It puts things in perspective. Round here I think they are making a lot of fuss about nothing. People are getting paranoid about the snow when actually it’s just not that bad here. It’s cold though …

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