Everyone seems to be complaining about the snow at the
moment. Everyone except me, and I’m
normally the one who complains about it first.
Surprising.
When the snow comes in December and January, many people
are excited about it – it looks so beautiful, it’s fun to play in, it brings
the nation together and we sometimes get snow days. Many reasons to love the snow in the
winter. I, however, don’t love snow in
the winter. It does look awesome, but
this positive is outweighed, for me, by the facts that it’s cold, I don’t
particularly like playing in it (because I get cold very easily), it makes it
difficult to get around, and snow days are actually a pain for me.
So, it’s still snowing, and it’s nearly April. Because this snow is not causing any
significant disruption to my life, and because it’s not actually that cold at
the moment, I don’t really mind it. But
everyone else seems to have an issue with it.
Common quotes go along the lines of ‘It’s nearly April, it shouldn't be
snowing now’. Snow at this time of year
seems to go against people’s sense of what the weather “should” be like. This sounds like the sort of thing I would
say. I tend to like things the way they
“should” be. But when it comes to the
weather, I love how unpredictable it can be in this country. It amuses me that it could be snowing in
April, sunny in December, and pouring with rain in July. I know the unpredictability of it can be
annoying, and can disrupt plans for sport, or picnics, or whatever, and this does
annoy me too. But at the same time, the
fickleness of it all amuses me.
I'm a little surprised by the extent to which people are
complaining about the recent snow, when they seem delighted with the much
larger amounts of it in the winter.
Maybe people are just bored with it now, whereas I was already bored
with it back in December. Maybe it is
simply about what the weather ‘should’ be like, and people are now longing for
some warmth and sunshine. Maybe people
want either no snow or lots of snow, not these vague snow showers we've been
having. But I like it. Not because it’s snow – as I've said, I don’t
really like snow at all – but because it’s an example of our wonderfully
unpredictable weather.
So there you go – a blog post about the weather. How British of me.