Mark my words, weather’s a coming. Sure, they’ve been predicting it for a week or so and it’s not actually affected me yet but snow is quite definitely on the horizon. Probably. Unless you’re in the lucky position of being able to hibernate for a week or so, odds are you’re going to have to head out into the world at one point or another. Even if it’s just nipping to the corner shop for some milk.
So let’s be safe about this. If you’re going to walk into a storm of snow, you’d better be prepared. But so few of us have an outdoor-wear shop in our basement or basic survival skills it means that a fair bit of improvisation is going to have to happen. Don’t have any snowshoes? Never fear, just strap tennis rackets or the remnant of wicker furniture to your feets. Protect yourself from nasty falls or skids on ice by swaddling yourself in so many woolen layers that even you’re not sure which way of you is up, given how spherical you’ve become.
Give yourself a waterproof outer coating by either applying a suitable coat or, because said item won’t fit over your chunky knitwear (it’s definitely the knitwear), wrap yourself in liberal amounts of clingfilm. The actual walking element of proceedings might have gone out the window by this point what with you no longer being able to move your legs – this is where the sled team of huskies comes into play.
Essentially, by this point you’ll have figured out for yourself whether you really need to go outside at all. If the extensive prep is only making you all the more determined to brave the hostile outside elements then it’s what you need to do. If strapping yourself to the radiator is the strongest image in your mind then, well, you know what to do.
Walk into a storm – The Lone Bellow
Also, new post up today on t’other blog.