I don't remember a warm-up in these parts. My worry was that we just wouldn't get any snow and one of he best cold spells in years would end up snowless. It was especially frustrating given the exceptionally deep snow in certain parts of the country (IIRC, wasn't NE England one of the best places?)
The MO came up with a few scenarios just a couple of days out that would very likely bring snow to MBY, but these never came off. When the snow finally did come, it was on the 17th December - a frigid area of low pressure (looking like a chunk of PV) sank southwards down the North Sea before filling over the UK. Within the low, an increasingly active front moved SSE'wards down the UK, bringing snow on a NW'ly for many.
Look at the evolution of this:
I'll never forget the drive home from work. It was dry when I left Manchester, heading west on the M62. The first flakes appeared around halfway home and, by the time I got to where the motorway lighting begins again near Warrington, the snow was coming down steadily, brilliantly illuminated by the motorway lights. I remember grinning and thinking to myself "Finally! I just hope it snows long enough to put a few cm's down to give a covering."
Given the cold ground, it began sticking quickly, and was already a cm deep by the time I pulled up outside our house. We had our tea, the snow continuing to fall heavily, then decided to go out in the snow for a walk as a family. It was brilliant. Being just a week before Xmas, most houses on our estate had outside lights on; it was really festive. We called in on some friends of ours, had a drink. The snow was coming down even heavier - big, chunky flakes. Not powdery, but also not wet. In fact, perfect snow. We walked back home, the snow still coming down.
I think it stopped around 11pm - about 5 hours of heavy snow had left a covering of around 15cm. And, as the icy grip continued, the snow wasn't going anywhere. Over each of the next few nights, the temp dipped below -10c, the coldest being -17c. We went out for a meal on the evening of Xmas Eve, to a rural pub heading out a few miles towards Southport. Remarkably, the snow was even deeper here - well past 20cm. Sat in the pub, a roaring fire to one side, views out onto a pristine white garden on the other... just perfect.
Xmas Day itself was cold & dry - with, of course, half a foot of snow still lying on the ground.
Martin
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