Tags: students, weather, snow, retreat, punctuation
Date: 25 November 2005 09:20:34
In a break from decorating tips, I am pleased to report that it's snowing here! (I know, alice beat me to it and it's snowing in Swansea too, but still). My heart always used to sink when I lived in London and it snowed, because I knew that the 2mm of snow would inevitably result in traffic and public transport meltdown, not to mention grey-brown slush and general mushiness, none of this picture-postcard stuff there. But this is my first Scottish snow, it seems to be sort of settling, and makes the university look lovely (well, bits of the university look very grand and lovely anyway, but the particular bit I see from my window is 60s monstrous carbuncle-type architecture - definitely improved with a dusting of snow). One of my fellow students in here, who is from South Korea, tells me that in Korea snow means romance is in the air, with lovers going to meet each other when the first snow comes. I'm afraid being a Brit, for me it meant rushing into the kitchen to put the kettle on.
My only concern is that I drive to the retreat later this afternoon, and I know snow is forecast for the area I'm going to (though the Met Office assures me it's only today). I suspect my car may have ignition issues (it's very like its owner - doesn't get going too quickly in the cold, and it's even worse in the early morning). Mind you, providing I get there OK I'm happy enough if I get snowed in and have to stay longer :) I'm going to take my thermals and walking boots and my pastels, but if I can find a library or study room somewhere with a roaring fire I suspect I shall hang out there rather than outside. We'll see.
In other news, I appear to have multiplied! The "This Just In" section refers to "Jack the Lasses" wiblog, but I promise there's only one of me. It's never too early in the morning for grammar pedantry, that's what I say. Oh yes.
And breaking news: I have just received an email from one of the students in my tutorial groups, addressed "Dear miss". I now have an overwhelming urge to pat him on the head or give him a sticker or something next time I see him.