DeeGee
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- Location
- North East Wales
Dad's uncle, sheep farming on the moors worked hard to save his sheep, they had wandered ahead of the drift onto frozen reservoir, he recovered them, largely one by one by throwing a long piece of string with a bundle of hay at it's end to entice them back onto solid ground.
He would go around snow drifts around walls and fences with a pitchfork and gently prod into the drift to try to find his sheep, very often doing so, many buried by the drifts had, by then started to eat their own wool.
I have heard my parents and others of that generation talk of the winter of 1947 and how severe it was. I do remember 1963, although I was still in primary school at the time. Started snowing Boxing day and thus began what many believe was the worst winter of the twentieth century with the even sea freezing in many coastal areas.
At least nowadays there is masses of powerful machinery to clear roads that do get blocked and alkathene water pipes have drastically reduced the burst pipes that were such a nightmare if it thawed. Nobody however knows how to cope with hardship and inclement weather now; even all the Chelsea tractors have useless fat wide tyres with hard rubber treads, and are mostly driven by equally useless drivers who fail to realise that, in ice and snow, what they are driving is basically just a two tonne toboggan.