Snow comes to Cornwall
At 2.45 we were sent an email telling us the College was closing at 3 because of the weather. That's good news except when you have to clear out a busy library where half the students belong to a different institution which has announced no plans to close. We always have trouble closing on Fridays anyway because it's the only evening the library closes at 5, so there was a lot of grumbling and complaints. I thought it was a bit excessive too until we went out to the bus-stop and discovered that the buses were no longer being routed up to the campus because the steep driveway up from the road was too dangerous. So three of us walked down the footpath to Penryn, marvelling at the snow, which looked very pretty in the College grounds - fresh and white, and coating the trees like a picture from a Christmas card. The situation in Penryn was less pretty. It was slushy and wet, and began to soak through my shoes. The pavements and roads were slippery, traffic sparse and no sign of any buses. So we decided to walk back to Falmouth. It's probably a 50 minute walk on a normal day - it took more like an hour and a half in the snow. By the time we reached the edge of Falmouth we were glad we'd closed up early. Doing the same walk in the dark would have been much grimmer. Mind you it stopped snowing soon after 5, so maybe the buses would have been out running again. But given that it's First Bus, not very likely. Doug meanwhile is waiting at Truro station to get a train to Bristol...