Snow? What snow?

So is the city of Plymouth sitting inside a sealed bubble, cut-off from the rest of the world, or what? Once again I have woken up to reports of huge (for the southern part of the UK) snowfalls, with the area just north and east of Plymouth being particularly badly hit. Last night, hundreds of motorists were trapped on Haldon Hill just west of Exeter and other routes across and into the south-west are also closed. Walking into work I have seen parked cars with a few centimetres of snow perched incongruously on the roof and I can go online (here for example) and see photographic proof that there really is snow and disruption out there.

But what of Plymouth? Can I see a single flake of snow in the sky? Can I see a single flake of snow on the ground? The short answer is “no”. Whilst the rest of the country has being struggling away with people grumbling about our inability to cope with the extreme weather, Plymouth has just carried on with no snow, no days off school for children,  no snowmen, no snowball fights. It’s actually hard to believe the news reports and hard not to feel that we’re living in a bubble here.