Another frosty morning in Blarney, County Cork. I’m glad I work from home. The roads are deadly now. Snow fell in Dublin yesterday and the city practically came to a stand still. It hasn’t snowed in Blarney yet but the roads have been bad. We had a Christmas Day adventure when the car didn’t make it up the hill to our house. We had to leave it on the main road.
Two days ago I did a handbrake turn on the ice to do a turnabout. Wheels were turned right, hand brake was still partially on (by accident!) and when I pressed the accelerator the back wheels stayed in place while the car rotated in place. Thumbs up for front wheel drive cars!
Here in Ireland we’re not prepared for this type of weather going on for so long. Must be almost a month now. So, next year councils, buy boats and dingies for the floods in November, and stockpile salt and grit for the ice and snow in December and January. Please.
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This morning was a frosty one. My breath made clouds in the air and a light breeze carried away the warmth in the shadows.
Thankfully there was a lovely sunrise that more than made up for the cold. Down at the end of our park there’s a small green area, and this is the second year that daffodils have grown there. Luckily the frost didn’t seem to do them any harm.
"Sioc" is the Irish word for frost. I don’t know why but it’s one of my favourite. Maybe it has a lingering connection with cold frosty mornings from my childhood.
“Sioc” is pronounced almost exactly like the English word “shook”.