Compare this scene with my daughter in the foreground, taken in the first couple of months of 1991 with one of my new uploaded photographs of the same scene taken this morning, 3rd Feb., 2009, and I think you ll agree we have forgotten the real meaning of snow in Penzance!
We take what we can get! And why is everything better when you re young?! I remember in my day the snow lay deep and crisp and even... back in 91 that was... You youngsters don t know you re born... laugh#
Going further back, I have even more dramatic photos in the same folder of a more significant snowfall in 1987 when the freezing temperatures killed all the dracaena palms!
I have a vivid memory of the 1947 Blizzard, which we dealt with in the standard Bitishness that we all had, a stalwart view that we would do it - whatever was needed. The only grit we had then was in the way we just got on with it all. That in itself was not a patch on the 1891 Blizzard (not that I was there then - but read Clive Carter s book, it is all rather humbling to realise what people really had to face)
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