As the nights are getting increasingly darker earlier, and, heaven forbid, rain starts to look a little more icy and Buxton starts to feel, lets face it, a lot colder…There’s plenty of reasons to embrace the fast approaching winter, in a town that has been recorded as one of England’s coldest, snowiest places on more than a few occasions…
Like when we get a 3-day heatwave and we go ‘it’s too ‘ot for me, duck’. Since most of us spend Winter hibernating indoors binging on box sets and Chinese takeaways, our skin just prefers the good ol’ winter…
So the snow has started to melt, finally, but that means amazing icicles and because it stays cold for longer periods up here, they’ve got the chance to grow and grow and grow…
Sledging…because deep down, you’re still a kid at heart, and you just want to play in the snow all day and The Slopes or Solomon’s Temple (Sollers) provides the perfect hills and bumps to do just that.
Cos it’s so beautiful in the snow and you hear a pin drop and the dog just lovesssssssss it.
So the Cat & Fiddle Road, Leek Road and then the A6 are closed due to heavy snow – Buxton gets officially cut off. Is it the end of the world as we know it? Is it heck! We don’t care us Buxtonians but it seems everyone else does…cos we’re on the 6 o’clock news, the 9 o ‘clock news, BBC and ITV and we’re mentioned on the weather map numerous times over 24 hours. But we just stick our wellies on and get walking to Morrisons for some milk.
Ok, so you can get a hot chocolate in there all year round, but on a freezing cold day, mid-Saturday afternoon shopping / catching up with the girls, the hot chocolate is what is so good in life.
And doing angel shapes, because we can, even though we are 43 years old.
Any excuse to build a snowman, i mean, so you’re helping the kids to roll the huge heavy ball of snow cos its needs grown-ups to help? Who are you kidding?…we all love to build a snowman, no matter how old we are. Then we do feel secretly slightly miffed when his nose starts to disintegrate and then his head falls off during the big thaw…
We like to think that going to the Christmas market in Manchester will be a civilised day out with friends. Well, to a point, until we move past the 4th glass of mulled wine. And then it’s a case of holing up in a bar, in the warm and before you know it, you’re on an all-day-session and you’ve purchased nil-presents.
The chairs by the fire in ’53’ have built up quite a following during wintery days and nights in Buxton. It smells so nice, feels so warm and just feels mmmmmmmmm.
It’s just an all round good laugh for all the family. If you think about it, Pantomimes are pretty mental and pretty weird too, but we love them.
Statistically speaking, we probably won’t get a white Christmas in Buxton but there have been a few in recent years and according to the Met Office we’ve got more chance of getting the white stuff here at Christmas than almost anywhere else in England.
Because in summer we pretend it’s warm at 17c and we’re really enjoying the weather wearing a t-shirt, skinny jeans and your favourite sparkly sandals from Next, with NO coat or anything…..erm yeah right. In winter, we can layer up and still look cool with nice scarfs, kimono wraps, a posh coat and our beloved designer leather gloves – and more importantly, feel lovely and warm, fact.
You’ve been waiting months, and, as soon as you see a glimmer of the white stuff start falling from the sky, you look at your Hunter wellies waiting there patiently under the stairs..and out they come. Because you love them and wish it snowed more in fact, ha.
January sales – we love them and can’t wait to buy those Moda in Pelle boots you’ve seen online with 60% off. And Debenhams bluecross sale with an extra 20% off all sale items..and…the obligatory McDonalds, of course, upstairs in the Arndale Centre food court (post shopping spree with 9 bags and feeling totally knackered). Ok, yes we all love a good January sale shop. But there ain’t nothing like coming back to Buxton and breathing a big sigh of relief at less traffic, less people, and…less everything really.
Waking up on Christmas morning to the faint humming of a brass band playing Silent Night is something pretty special really. The band originally formed in 1865 and they’ve played on Christmas morning in and around Fairfield for as long as we remember anyway. Makes us feel all Christmassy and realise for a moment that it’s the small things in life that count.
It’s true that after weeks of cold weather, us Buxtonians do crave warmer days – but when the town’s been dusted with fresh snow, we go mad for it and post pictures all over Instagram and Facebook…because we love it here, come rain or shine.