Manx For The Memories!

It very very very rarely snows in the Isle of Man, let alone does it last - I couldn't believe it when I looked out of my bedroom window this morning to this sight....

The place was covered - and nobody was going anywhere. The amazing thing is that just North of Laxey, there was absolutely no sign of snow. I couldn't get my car out of the driveway and down the lane, without a high risk of skidding into a lovely Manx wall.



The bus service through Laxey was also temporarily diverted - what else are you to do but play!!!!

Harvey had never seen snow before - and neither had my neighbour's children. So I thought it only fair that I walk with them down to the Glen and trash the heck out of them with snowballs!!

Although a certain young lady got the hand of this all too quickly!!

Ready.............

Aim.......................

FIRE!!!!!!!!................ this poor bloke only stepped out of the local shop for a coffee break

Training to be a woman with attitude (Quite right)

Some more pictures from around the village..........

Yours frozen.

Up our lane....

I can't believe I was considering buying him boots for the cold weather - he loved the snow.

An old Manx stone cottage.

If you look very closely you can see the Laxey wheel in the distance. The clouds were amazing, very ominous looking.

This is one of my cats, Tyke. I swear if this cat had a human voice he would sound like Jeremy Irons. He is a huge, majestic looking cat with major attitude....... and he was more than a little disgruntled at this strange white fluffy rain that invaded his turf.

'Ghastly stuff'Action Harvey







It was almost a pity when the through roads were cleared and it was time for me to bus into Douglas..........................but it looks like more still to come.............