We should really have turned to something seasonal by now. Do you remember the winter of 1963?
I suspect it’s a case of you had to be there. This picture is from that January in Campden Hill Road, looking south down the hill and it looks cold and treacherous underfoot, but we’ve all seen snow before. I was seven years old then and I don’t remember the cold. But I do remember my mother taking me to walk on a frozen river.
The river Dee in Chester is not a particularly deep river. I’ve waded in it and (in summer) swum in it, even rowed on it. But only in that particular winter could you walk on it, and see people skating on it. So that’s why I remember the cold days of 1963.
This was further down river, in the city. We were at Dee Banks. But it gives you some idea.
I don’t think the Thames froze in Central London in 1963 although I’ve found picture of places like Windsor with people walking on the river. And while I was looking at Kensington Gardens last week I found this images of a crowd gathered on the forzen Serpentine.
And John Bignell liked a snow scene, whether it was sliding on Wimbledon Common:
Look at that bench in the background, just dropped through the ice, making the skater’s job a little harder.
If that looks too risky you could always try some serious snow balling in Tedworth Square.
It hasn’t been a white Christmas although according to the forecasts, some of us might get snow tomorrow. There won’t be any in tomorrow’s post though.
I hope you all had a happy Christmas Day whether you were with family or friends or both. See you tomorrow.
Source of the Dee picture: http://www.chesterwalls.info/river3.html