There's something particularly unpleasant about cycling in the snow and there weren't many people smiling about it. Although I dragged myself out of bed and walked into town in time for the worst/best of the snow it didn't amount to much. Not the best thing to do if you've got shingles - my advice is stay in bed with a nice cup of tea and browse some lovely 365 photos instead!
You paid the price for this photo! I love how you can see the blowing snow, the motion of the bike and the muted color that makes it look cold. I'm so sorry you have shingles!! I had them once, and you are right... stay in bed and I hope you feel better soon.
A classic Cambridge shot Judith, love the black top & bottom too, I had forgotten that was a style of yours. Where is that woman's bobble hat? Cold head & cold hands! The red mail boxes are a nice touch too!
This shot is superb!!! I just love this!! Made going out with your ailment worth it...unless it horribly worsened your condition. Hope you've decided to take your advice and stay in bed with some tea...
I very much like this shot Judith, you've captured the misery of cycling in bad weather. I notice she still has the obligatory earphones in, this always amazes me it must be a distraction and unsafe.
@newbank oh definitely Ruth, in my opinion the youth of today has no sense of cold weather wrapping up! Us sensible ones remember the old days, scratching the ice off the inside of the bedroom window! I wouldn't put you in that category though, far too young to know about all that! Oh & paraffin heaters, the lovel niff of paraffin as you walk in the door! It's a wonder we didn't all die of fumes or fire!
@gamelee The city is full of cyclists and a war rages between cars that don't look where they are going and cyclists that don't have lights/helmets/visible clothing/any regard for traffic signals etc etc. Most people drive and cycle and so can fulfil both roles!! Head phone wearing is generally not the most common offence however.
@happypat@newbank my sister was born in January 1963 when the big freeze was in full swing. We had no central heating or double glazing and as far as I remember the only heating was coal fires in the kitchen and living room - though I suppose they may have had a bar fire in the bedroom. My mum and dad must have been constantly bringing in coal. I remember my mum's delight when the central heating went in in about 1968 though we probably weren't allowed to have it on very much! When our old lodger came to visit he was saying that in the mid 50's there was a coal shortage and his gas fire was the only heating in the house - he would come home and find the family all sitting in his bedroom (which was actually the dining room) - the next door neighbour's only heating was a paraffin heater in granny's bedroom and they said it was a wonder the fumes didn't kill her. We are definitely soft in comparison - and of course the children all had shorts or skirts and blue knees!!
@judithg On I remember it well Judith! Those were the bad old days! Our legs all had those blotched check marks too, not a good look! Your front was roasting if you sat over the fire & your back was freezing! Oh & then there was the smog....trimming the wick of that darn heater, I could go on! We were hardy in those day!
