Snow falling like slow rain… plump pigeons perched in the tall branches of empty trees … and all the time, Christmas creeping closer with a rustle of paper and shimmering tinsel.
It could be a cold old journey even to Sussex, and the chance of a greater snowfall before then: holding on to a frozen chicken ‘just in case’.
Heathrow – having imported 2 snow-ploughs from Zurich at untold expense – cannot move any passenger aircraft away from their parking bays, because the wheels have frozen, and the ice-clearing machinery cannot deal with that.
So quantities of people, despite all the advice on tv, papers, radio, set off for their Far-Eastern holidays – and find the motorways are solid and unmoving, with jack-knifed lorries and stuck cars; that there are long, stationery queues leading to the airport carparks; and that they then sit for hours on hard seats, waiting for news of another delayed flight.
Then they become cross with everyone in authority. The airline staff are abused; the airport authority is blamed for not causing aircraft to take off – even in freezing fog, and blizard conditions – and the government is blamed for not being prepared for so severe a winter. Ummm… anyone else to blame? like the people who leave home in these conditions, when they’ve been asked not to travel unless it is strictly necessary?