Cold as ice

It was a tad chilly in the park today.

There was a lot of off and on snow flurries throughout the day but mostly it was just freezing (literally) cold. The walk to the gym was cold, the walk back was cold and the walk in the park was cold. It was, in fact, cold enough for me to think it was cold.

It was certainly not the best day for clearing up glass in a narrow alley but it was a job that had to be done.

The other day I was in the laundry with Emma when there was a sudden noise. It sounded like one of those American ice machines they have in hotels. The sound they make when the ice comes crashing down from wherever it falls from. It was loud and distinct.

Emma immediately shot through the doggie door. Being a bit big for the doggie door, I unlocked and peered through the stable door.

The large double glazed glass panel that was where our stained glass window is now, was leaning up against the wall. Has been since the installation of the stained glass. And now the sheet closest to the wall had shattered. Seriously bizarre. Not bizarre because it shattered. Anything could make a window shatter. What was bizarre was that it was the side against the wall. Nothing had moved it, it just shattered.

I managed to move all of the glass to against the wall and out of the dogs’ way because I haven’t had time to clean it up properly. Until today that is. So, I was going to get rid of it all while the wind blew around my ears at about -10.

I had the brilliant idea of using a cardboard box that once contained kindling and lining it with a double sheet of newspaper. The idea was I could simply fill it with the glass because everything would then be recyclable and I could just chuck it in the bin. And, to be fair, it worked pretty well. However, what I hadn’t allowed for was the ingenuity of the bits of glass.

Diamonds in a kindling box

As soon as I lifted it and started to carry it out to the bin, small bits headed underneath the newspaper. The box has a gap in the bottom and the tiny cubes were making a bid for escape through it. A few trickled out on the terrace; another few in the extension and a couple in the vestibule. (Dawn thinks we’re awfully posh because we have a vestibule.)

I kept telling the girls to keep away while trying to carefully manoeuvre the whole sorry mess out the front door and into the blue Otto bin. This proved successful and I quickly returned to pick up the few strays left strewn behind.

I realise I’ve made that all sound very simple but the rotten glass fragments have a nasty habit of multiplying if you touch them in the wrong way. This means it all took so much longer than it really should have. Still, eventually I had the side passage looking puppy-safe again and all of the glass rendered harmless.

Then, after lunch, we all went up to the park in order to be blown about by the leading edge of the Beast from the East.

Interestingly, I read a tweet from a climate change denier today claiming that the Beast is proof that global warming is nonsense. Ignoring the obvious difference between weather and climate, the Beast is as a result of global warming. It’s a direct result of the Arctic warming up.

Here’s one of many articles I’ve found describing what’s happening: Arctic warms, we freeze. There are many, many more.

Then, later in the afternoon, I was listening to a programme on Radio 4 that was looking at the bleaching of the (soon to be not so) Great Barrier Reef. It’s down to 50% dead and not looking at recovery any time soon. A scientist likened it to the rain forests: It’s very quick and easy to cut it down but it takes an awful long time to regrow.

Just a couple of thoughts about what we’re doing to the planet. As for me, I just pick up bits of glass in icy conditions and call it household maintenance.

A light dusting from the Beast

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One Response to Cold as ice

  1. mum cook says:

    But it looks so pretty. xxxx

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