Many years ago, there was a true Christmas story of a small girl called Virginia who wrote to the New York Times to ask if there really was a Santa Claus, because if the New York Times said there was, then it must be true. Such was the trust in newspapers.
This weekend, the long range weather forecast in the Sunday times says there is probably a chance of snow this week and this winter could be cold because we are on the wrong side of the Jet Stream or maybe not. How would Virginia fare with the probablys and the maybes of today's reporting?Would she believe in Santa or not?
I love snow and the anticipation of snow is wonderous. I can't explain it. Is it the thought of being marooned in a romantic hideaway, or the silence that comes alongside the beauty of it, or is it simply that on a snowy day, it gives you an excuse to do nothing at all? So should I write to the Sunday Times and ask will there be snow this Christmas? I don't think so after seeing their weather report this week with their ifs, buts and maybes. But if not them then who?
By the way, the New York Times did reply, they said,'Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus', but we knew that didn't we because we saw him yesterday.
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