A South African’s view of snow


November 14th
It started snowing. The first of the season and the first real snow we have ever seen. The wife took out buttered buns and sat by the window watching the soft flakes drift down, clinging to the trees and covering the ground. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. Like a picture  postcard.

November 15th
We woke to a lovely blanket of crystal white snow covering the landscape. What a FANTASTIC sight! Every tree and shrub was covered with a beautiful white mantle. I shovelled snow for the first time and loved it. I did both our driveway and sidewalk. Later, the city snowplough came along and accidentally covered up our driveway with compacted snow from the street. But the driver smiled and waved and I waved back and shovelled again.

November 16th
It snowed an additional twelve centimetres last night and the temperature has dropped to around -2°C. Several limbs on the trees and shrubs have snapped due to the weight of the snow. I shovelled our driveway again. Shortly afterwards the snowplough came by and did his trick again. Much of the snow is now brownish grey.

November 17th
Warmed up enough during the day to create some slush, which soon became ice again. Bought snow tyres for both cars. Slipped on my arse in the driveway, paid $130 for the chiropractor, but fortunately nothing broken. More snow and ice expected.

November 18th
Still cold. Sold my wife’s car and bought a 4×4 in order to get to work. Slid on the guard-rail and did considerable damage to the right quarter panel. Had another 15 centimetres of white sh*t last night. Both vehicles covered in salt and crud. More shovelling in store for me today. That damn snowplough came by twice yesterday.

November 19th
-19°C! More f@#king snow. Not a tree or shrub on our property that hasn’t been damaged. Power was off most of the night. Tried  to keep from freezing to death with candles and a kerosene heater, which tipped over and nearly burned the f@#king house down. I managed to put the flames out but suffered second degree burns on my hands and lost all my eyebrows and eyelashes. Car slid on the white sh*t on the way to the hospital and was totalled.

November 20th
Mother f@#king white kak keeps coming down! I have to put on all the clothes I own just to get to the mailbox. If I ever catch that son of a bitch that drives that f@#king snowplough, I’ll chew open his chest and rip his heart out. I think he hides around the f@#king corner and waits for me to finish shovelling, then comes down the street at about 160km/hr and buries our driveway again. f@#king power still off. The shithouse froze and parts of the roof have started to cave in

November 21st
Twelve more centimetres of f@#king snow and f@#king ice and f@#k knows what other kind of f@#king white sh*t fell last night. I wounded the f@#king snowplough with a pick, but the bastard got away. The wife has f@$ked off and left me. The f@#king car won’t start and I think I’m going f@#king snow-blind. I can’t move my f@#king toes, haven’t seen the f@#king sun in weeks and there’s more f@#king snow predicted. Wind chill is 30 f@#king degrees below zero!!

November 22nd
f@#k THIS! I am moving back to South Africa!!!!!!!!!

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Author: Janet Carr

Fashion, beauty and animal loving language consultant from South Africa living in Stockholm, Sweden.

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