Oh, really.
OK, I know that 6″ of snow is a lot for London. Unheard-of. But we do get some snow most years. And it’s usually fairly cold in February.
So why, why, why did I see the following on my walk to the Tube station this morning?
1) someone who thought that boiling water was the perfect thing to clear their path with, until they got shouted at (not by me).
2) a lady in a cotton shalwar khameez + sandals and no coat at all (poor woman, she looked half-dead).
3) someone attempting to stride through 6″ of snow and ice in a pair of fashion boots with 4″ heels. They’re not designed for that, and you will fall over and get a cold bum.
4) someone else teetering about in ballet slippers, a mini skirt, a t-shirt and nothing else (well, I hope she had knickers on, but I didn’t ask), and shrieking that she was cold. I’m not surprised you’re cold, you’re practically naked and it’s -3*C.
The snow looks considerably less pretty than it did yesterday – the pavements and roads have thick sheet ice on them where the snow has been trodden down (or melted with boiling water, ahem) and then frozen again.
February 3rd, 2009 at 2:54 pm
They call it fashion. Never something I’ve ever understood.
February 3rd, 2009 at 6:45 pm
One of my colleagues made some comment about my “big butch boots” today whilst she was wearing stupid heels. I laughed til I nearly wet my pants when I saw her fall over and roll down a grass slope outside my office window.
February 5th, 2009 at 12:39 pm
“They’re not designed for that, and you will fall over and get a cold bum”
…and a broken ankle, presumably. It never ceases to amaze me how ladies actually manage to walk in some of their shoes…