Eastbourne Rocks! has been off the radar for the past few weeks as we took a New Year break to Vietnam, however, we would like to extend a belated New Year greeting to all our readers.
While we were enjoying weather in excess of 30 degrees celsius, back in Britian it couldn’t be more different.
Eastbourne, like most of the country, was under a blanket of thick snow; schoolchildren had failed to show up at school to enjoy tobogganning and people couldn’t get into work as public transport had come to a standstill.
Of course, I don’t need to tell you all this as you’d experienced it yourself first-hand, but like the hurricane of ’87, I had missed this extraordinary event as well.
From reading the local papers and hearing people’s opinions, it’s clear many people were upset with the events that took place leading up to, during, and since the snowfall. Those who had trawled across town and, indeed, from out of town to get to work, were upset that children hadn’t been able to get to school despite many parents owning 4×4 cars. Others were dismayed public transport hadn’t been better prepared since their own vehicles weren’t up to driving through the conditions.
One thing that is very apparent though, is the amount of people who have selflessly helped others swith shopping and hospital visits. Paper boys, milkmen and other service providers have been congratulated in their droves for their continuous efforts, whilst the rest of the country’s services had gone to pot.
When I arrived back in the country, it was as though the snow had never been here and all was back to normal, however, the countless stories I have heard with all the hard tasks that were encountered as a result of it was proof enough.
And now, the only after effects that remain as a reminder of the bleak conditions that made our roads so treacherous are the roads themselves. Having been churned up with the constant thawing and freezing, massive potholes have appeared, like popped blisters through the streets, taking out car tyres without descrimination.
