tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post7129503337030824527..comments2023-11-05T03:18:50.016-08:00Comments on The Cigarette Diaries: How strange....Jennysmithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04176560381292594341noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-66040597718818565102009-02-03T10:16:00.000-08:002009-02-03T10:16:00.000-08:00I don't remember that particular occasion, but I d...I don't remember that particular occasion, but I do remember snowy conditions in 1977, when I was living in the Midlands. I trudged to my mother's house, in the dark after work, through the snow, because there were no buses. It was about an hour's walk. I'd had a dreadful argument with my husband in the morning and it was weighing on my mind. When I got to my mother's, he was already there. He had been riding around in the car, looking for me and we were OK again.Mean Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07829239249872290230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-90717157028367417432009-02-03T05:02:00.000-08:002009-02-03T05:02:00.000-08:00Hi Henry. I thought snow was always worse "up nor...Hi Henry. I thought snow was always worse "up north". But yes, its true the weather can store such powerful memories. Especially as a child. <BR/><BR/>I know, D, its terrible. I couldn't beleive it was 18 years ago! i was all grown up and everything. So you had a day off under false pretences eh? Reportin that right now. <BR/><BR/>Hi FF,Yes, thats an interesting question. What will happen in the next 18 years? I bet the kids will still be giving me grief. Or someone will. <BR/><BR/>So you also had a tough time going home, Marie. Not sure i could cope with that now. But you just sort of get on with it really. <BR/><BR/>Hi Elaine and Polly, glad you liked my memories. No, its a bit different when kids are little, you're too tired to enjoy any snow or anything. and P, being 15 in the snow is very different xxxxJennysmithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04176560381292594341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-71076718970353547872009-02-03T00:50:00.000-08:002009-02-03T00:50:00.000-08:00Well it never snows here and I was 15 in 1991 - pr...Well it never snows here and I was 15 in 1991 - probably in love with someone different every other month. But I did love your story and its memories.Pollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17237061502041133837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-71287987194410869032009-02-02T20:51:00.000-08:002009-02-02T20:51:00.000-08:00Aww, that was sad :(I can remember a few snowfalls...Aww, that was sad :(<BR/><BR/>I can remember a few snowfalls when Dan was little, but not one that deep!Elaine Denninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10640829930815645105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-34518771384576108682009-02-02T11:41:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:41:00.000-08:00I can remember it. We must have had at least 8 inc...I can remember it. We must have had at least 8 inches of snow.<BR/><BR/>I couldn't get the car out of the garage as it was snowed in so had to go to work by bus.<BR/><BR/>Hardly anyone turned in that day and those of us who had made it in were sent home at 2pm and given a two hour flexi credit. <BR/><BR/>I can also remember going home from work and struggling to walk home as the snow was so deep. <BR/><BR/>Brrr.... <BR/>xxxMarie and Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15587695960861511106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-8378014934612076672009-02-02T10:24:00.000-08:002009-02-02T10:24:00.000-08:00I can't remember it at all. Just think back then y...I can't remember it at all. <BR/><BR/>Just think back then you never knew you would be married and have two lovely kids by the time the next lot of bad snow happened. I wonder where we will all be in 18 years time.French Fancy...https://www.blogger.com/profile/04941577892849157015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-695462231296275662009-02-02T09:05:00.000-08:002009-02-02T09:05:00.000-08:00But 1991 is just a year or two ago, isn't it? And ...But 1991 <I>is</I> just a year or two ago, isn't it? And as for the '80s... <BR/><BR/>I was probably enjoying a day or two off; school was definitely closed (and that was rare in Cheshire - we didn't even get frosts, let alone snow. I think ICI Runcorn was to blame).Tim Atkinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00858684167484655029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961311232482181969.post-28358608428581462412009-02-02T08:45:00.000-08:002009-02-02T08:45:00.000-08:00No, mum can't recall that snow. Perhaps it wasn't ...No, mum can't recall that snow. Perhaps it wasn't snowing in Doncaster. It's funny how weather can evoke memories. Though snow always makes mum feel happy and excited, but she reckons that goes back to her childhood, because she loved how it used to brighten up a grey winter. Thanks for sharing that with us, Jennysmith xxHenry the Doghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14338889319568692778noreply@blogger.com