Between Saturday morning and Sunday evening we were dumped with 30cm (12 inches) of snow. Not showers, but cold, slushy, wet snow. It was so wet that if you touched it with a shovel in a desperate attempt to dig out your car, it turned to slush and instantly doubled in weight. The worst part is that those lucky souls living below the Hamilton escarpment, about 100 metres (300 feet) below us, got nary a flake.
I’ve posted some pictures here for those unbelievers out there who got away without winter’s last thrashing. Notice the fort we built using recycling bins as moulds to build the walls.