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Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, go to work at the mill every day for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle, if we were LUCKY!
Last night, the lowest temeperature I read was -21.2°C (roughly -6°F), which is pretty cold here by the coast, considering the humid air and the wind.
I grew up in the inland, in a district with very dry air in winter, and "wind" was something we read about in books. Then, it wasn't real winter unless it was at least twenty below. Also, a snowfall less than 25-30 cm wasn't worth mentioning. Every wither we had at least a meter and half of snow on flat land, in snowy winters it could be up three meters. But note: When it is twenty below, a meter of snow isn't very much - it is fluffy and light, very far from wet sludge. Actually, we couldn't have snow ball wars or making snowmen, because the snow would just fall apart.
But those were the 1960-70s. Climate has changed now. From the viewpoint of a 12 year old boy, it is certainly not to the better.
Well I got into the office and started to think about beginning work, then we were told the office was closing due to a red weather worning (and company policy)... and in leaving I left my Phone(!) & Gloves(!!).
We were feeling a cold draft in our living room, but could not trace where it came from, until we found out yesterday that it was the ghost of the Flying Dutchman haunting us.
correction, coming from where the chimney pipe comes out of the wall, I provisionally repaired it with some aluminium foil. harrrr, brrrrr
If you look carefully at the video, near the end, you'll see the secondary funnels somewhat clearly - not intense enough to reach the ground; just a reminder that this is just sampler. They often decorate the countryside with large hail to amuse those who didn't have all of their possessions vacuumed up.
In the central US, some of these monsters can reach 800m across. I don't live anywhere near those places.