There was a similar snowdrift 50 yards along in the other direction. But even if we could have reached the main road, it was effectively closed, even with chains/4×4/winter tyres, etc. It was snowplough country only.
We came with the idea of opening up the house after the winter, it being supposed to be spring. The day after we arrived, the snow started, and we hunkered down in front of the fire. Though the snow has now gone, we are still pretty much hunkered down, as it has not risen above 5 degrees, with a bitter east wind making it feel minus something. I am resolutely ignoring what the bill will be for the electric heaters we have to use …
The house being mainly wattle and daub (adobe) we never put in central heating as it would dry out the walls too much. They would then crumble and would have to be replaced with brick. We were rarely here in winter, and not at all for the past three years, so it wasn’t an issue.
During our three and a half days snowed-in, we had plenty of food, though the wine was running low ! We never lost electricity, as some in Normandy did, so the Internet worked and so did the satellite TV, and we have books aplenty.
Compare and contrast this picture, taken from a similar angle but just missing the hedge to the right, with the heading picture of the blog,. Where is spring ?
It’s the worst we have known it for some 35 years, when we were snowed in for five days, but that was in February. Locals remember that, but also 1986. We weren’t here then, but on our yacht on the Seine in Paris (in which we lived for 18 years). And we knew about the winter there – huge ice floes floated down the river, which was within a couple of days of freezing over, and it was -20C at worst.
We are promised continuing bitter weather until at least the middle of April, by which time we will be back in London and starting a trip around the West of England – presuming it is accessible…