Snow? I know.. I know.. I know.. I don't want to write about snow either. Everywhere's got snow. It's white stuff and it falls on you. And it's cold and Canada gets more of it.... but listen up we had 30 cm of snow.
That's a lot of snow.
For Cheesetown.

Taking one border collie as a useful unit of measurement, this is what six centimetres looks like...
Just past paw level. Pretty huh? Add some tinsel and it'd be festive even...

This is what 30cm of the stuff looks like.

See the difference? This might be funny if you want the dog to suffer for getting you out of bed at 5:30 for the third morning in a row...
But with the snow also over the tops of your own wellies it gets less funny fast.
Trust me on that...

30 centimetres... well 30 centimeters means..
  • It means that the snow is six inches higher than your doorstep. Open the door and it falls in on you.
  • It means that Cheesetown looks like a village of midgets, as all the gravestones are only a couple of inches above snow level.
  • It means that the entire world is silent..because Edinburgh International Airport is closed for days. The whole runway! No airplanes!
  • And it means that there's no cars, no buses...there's no transport in or out of Cheesetown. The BRIDGE has closed for the first time in 46 years.

And in a fresh twist to anyone elses Snow Saga, 30 centimetres of snow means that it has fallen on me to help the Cherub with his maths revision.

Yeah with no school it's down to me to explain why the merry hell
x=\frac{-b \pm \sqrt {b^2-4ac}}{2a},

Stick that Canada!