16th December 2008, 01:30 PM
The winter of 85/86 was bad, but I have worse memories of 81/82, when the site I was digging on in the Briggait in Glasgow was frozen solid for two months, and we were burning the office furniture to keep warm, and, errrm, because it was fun. [:I] On the worst day the temperatures didn't rise above -19C, and I got icicles in my moustache. Happy days...
Sorry to hear about your problems, Bier, and I hope the thaw comes soon.
Sorry to hear about your problems, Bier, and I hope the thaw comes soon.