A note from the editor 4

Whenever I start talking about the weather it means one of three things. Either there is too much, too little or precious little else to write about. In this case it's the second and the third thing. Usually I would be making humorous comparisons about the permafrost in my ice box but as I have a frost free fridge freezer (full of vodka) that avenue of comedy is out of the question. Simplistically I am looking to place blame on one single party. There are those who would blaming it on global warming but that is too easy, instead I am going to censure Picnics on the Piste.
Inside the veneer of fluffy niceness beats a heart bent on world domination through the retail of food al fresco. It's obvious really, In order to boost business they must have built a weather controlling machine in their hollowed out mountain continued on left lair. Who ever said watching too many Bond films has a direct effect on the perception of this whole reality thingamajig.
What's worse is that 10,000 miles away in Australia, of all places, has had a very white Christmas. While Perth residents were on the beach in 34 degree heat, Victorians saw their coldest ever Christmas day for 150 years as heavy snowfall helped put out many forest fires that had been plaguing the area for the last two weeks. As much as 30mm of snow fell at Mt Baw Baw overnight.
Adelaide shivered through its coldest Christmas Day in 13 years and Hobart hasn't had a Christmas quite as cold in more than two decades.
On the upside looking back over previous winter seasons. Years with lean December snowfalls (02/03 & 03/04) have always compensated with heavy snow fall through January, February