Too cold to go out

Here in Toyland™, we have been under a constant white carpet and sub zero temperatures for nigh on three weeks now, with no end in sight.

All the skools are closed, chaos and starvation is upon us, but funnily enough I've always managed to get to Toy Town™ to serve the public.

Today, the collective neighbourhood were out shovelling the street for hours on end to get us all moving and it worked.

What is it about today's Teechurs and our precious urchins that they cannot get to skool these days? Two weeks off not enough?

... and where were the kids today? Sledging of course.

It was just as well Mr Elfin Safety couldn't see them. He'd stop that too.

© Mr Plod
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What a load of snowballs

This is brilliantly daft!

This collieshangie, as reported by the Beeb, is.... well just add your thoughts below.

... for safe virtual fun try this.

© Chill BIll
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What a lot of weather we've been having!

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Uploaded by Toytowner.

Any more of this malarky and I will be able to touch this icicle. (Click the photo for more of the same and a bigger view).

Meanwhile it seems that Tesco, whilst apparently cheaper than ASDA, are having to do some DIY.  They are not alone in having holes in the road similar to those created by a small IED and the new sport of dodging the potholes on our local roads.

© Chill Bill

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Furry boots

Woke this morn to an inch o' sna and decided 'at global warning is definitely a fraud. 

Stonehead captured the affa bonnie scenes.

Weather seems to be changing for the worse even in places you'd least expect.

Last weekend saw Mr UHDD in peril fell running in Cumbria and all who link to Mrs UHDD will be glad he and his clamjafry came oot safely if somewhat drookit. 

The accompanying video shows 'at it wis dreich right enough.  Here's a shorter taster.

I was going to suggest that Mr UHDD sat down with a wee dram and watched this, especially after the last episode linked here amongst the comments made.

Wrap up and dinna forget they furry boots, min.

© McNoddy

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Dog Tired

For fawkes sake would you bipeds give it a rest!

My dear friend, who resides with Noddy and his clan, has been having a hard time of it lately.

Firstly, due to some mistaken belief that back in the mists of time OUR nation was saved from disaster at the hands of a bunch of left footers with some explosive ideas, the last weekend has been torture for us hounds.

Here is some canine advice for you bipeds, especially hereabouts:

1. Guy was bombing about well before the union of parliaments. This is an ENGLISH matter.
2. The date is the 5th of November. It's not the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 9th - delete as required. I mean the ditty wouldn't sound quite right would it, "Remember, remember, the (enter date(s) as required - see point 3), gunpowder, treason and plot."
3. Keep it to the 5th you muppets. OK, so a Monday ain't so convenient what with work and all that. I mean Guy what were you thinking of? Especially when you can set off your rockets, squibs, catherine wheels etc. on a Friday/Saturday/Sunday night to the accompaniment of numerous cans of Tennents, bottles of Buckie and Tesco's own vodka. Wouldn't want to miss the opportunity to mix explosives with alcohol would you. Why not move Christmas to the first day with snow, just so you can all sing like Bing.

Anyway, back to my Pal. She's of a nervous disposition and what with the extended lack of consideration and knowledge of Scottish history shown the last few days, she was in such a state, a visit to the vets was required.

Turns out it wasn't just the extended festivities that had had her cowering behind the settee like Noddy used to when the Daleks were exterminating some extra on TV. It appears she also has a phantom pregnancy.

Any more of this malarky from you humans and the poor bitch will have a phantom miscarriage.

It's nae real.

© Bumpy Dog
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Weather report for Toytown

Given all the fuss down in Englandshire, I thought you might like to be kept up to date with the weather up here in Northern Jockland.

There's snow business like ...

One or two softie sassenachs have been posting about the wee dusting of sna they've been having.

We are unfortunately used to these conditions and well prepared for it most of the time. Some types love it.

I mentioned in a previous post the question of what would happen if they got sna in the 'Smoke.' Well it looks like they PANIC, call the Police and ask, "Well, what are you going to do about it?" I'd tell them to move to sunnier climes, like Spain.

I leave my final word on this to the The Register.

Spring is here....NOT!

It's officially springtime, but anything like it outside. Having just shovelled the path and cleared the good 4" of new and additional overnight snow off the car for the Mrs, I am now happily supping a hot cup of tea as it heaps more snow on my path. Thankfully I go back to work tomorrow at 7am, so I will be spared the frosty task I've dutifully carried out for the last two days, that is if the bus is running at 6.15am tomorrow! Wonder who will look after the youngest 'cos his skool is shut again so that all those poor teechurz don't get themselves in a spin trying to get to work.

Just a passing comment - If there was this much sna in London's leafy suburbs, do you think it would be relegated as a news byline?