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Save Our Earth Mods ([personal profile] ourearth) wrote in [community profile] saveourearth2018-12-23 02:49 pm

Baby it's cold outside [mingle]

Date: 23.12.2018-30.12.2018
Characters: Open!
Note: Timeline behind cut at the bottom of the post!




23-24th December
With the schools out for Christmas, and the last few days of Christmas shopping closing in, there really is no escaping it now. Everyone but the best prepared is rushing to finalise the last little bits. Excitement is gathering as the shortest day of the year comes and goes.

The weather reports for Christmas are standard: grey, with light showers and patches of sun. As usual, a high chance of snow was predicted at the beginning of the month, but as the day approaches it has changed back to the more seasonal and typical (if less picturesque) weather: rain. But, with days to go, that suddenly changes again, as the weather reporters talk about the sudden turning of an artic wind, bringing with it sub zero temperatures, and maybe, just maybe, a white Christmas.  Temperatures drop to -5c during the day and -10c overnight, particularly cold for this part of the world.  On the morning of Christmas Eve, with less than 24 hours notice, the snow begins, falling lightly at first, and then heavily. By lunch time, the south east, including Mossgate, is a foot deep in snow and chaos has spread. Just a covering of snow is enough to cause panic, with infrastructure and transport unequipped to deal with it, and this is unexpected and heavy, and there has been no time to prepare. The trains have given up, promised refunds, and stopped. The busses have also all but stopped, and in Mossgate town centre just one or two an hour are running to the villages to ferry home those still stuck in town. Gatwick airport, which is having it's worst year since the ash clouds in 2010, has also officially given up and closed, redirecting flights to Stansted or Birmingham. Just after midnight, even the motorways close, and the smaller roads are unpassable much earlier. Panicked shoppers, trying to grab supplies for the unexpected weather, are being shooed out of stores early so that coworkers have a chance of getting home before the last transports stop. And it's still snowing. By nightfall there's almost two feet of snow, an almost unprecedented amount, and the news is talking about the possibility of powercuts and disruptions to water supplies. Sure enough, around 8PM, a powercut hits Mossgate and the surrounding area, wiping out the last of the Christmas cheer in the town centre as the festive lights go black – along with everyone's houses.

Christmas Day
Christmas morning opens to fresh, white snow all around, picture post card beautiful, and small showers keep it fresh looking for most of the day no matter how many snow angels, snowmen and igloos are built. That's probably little compensation for those stuck: the news is full of heartfelt stories of the struggle to get home for Christmas, and of locals in towns and cities along the southeast welcoming people stuck into their homes for Christmas. While the power is back on in Mossgate town centre by about midnight, the surrounding areas, including Moss Manor village, are still without power, with the word from the electricity board that it's unlikely to be fixed anytime soon. Neighbours with gas cookers and stove tops suddenly become the most popular people around (but at least with the temperatures outside dealing with food from the fridge and freezer is relatively easy).

In Moss Manor, the church hall, which has both a gas cooker and gas heating, is opened up for those who are unable to stay in their own homes. People are invited to bring along what food they have to share and join in with a community Christmas. The community feeling is only shattered when the power comes back on at 5:20PM, just before the repeat of the Queen's Speech on BBC2 and Strictly Come Dancing on BBC1 start. A short but fierce battle ensues over which to show on the big screen. With moments to go, Pat Marsh puts her foot down and casts the deciding vote for Strictly, promising that she'll show the Queen's Speech from iPlayer directly afterwards.

As if that isn't enough, Mossgate and it's surroundings have one other surprise waiting for them on Christmas morning. Father Christmas has been through the entire council area, and apparently not one single person has been good. Every fire place has been decorated with traditional stockings full of neatly wrapped coal, one stocking for each member of the family. For those who don't have a fireplace, the oven has been selected as a replacement, and the stockings hang merrily from the oven door instead. If it's a prank, it's seen as bad taste, especially in homes with small children, but it's also generally agreed that given the weather it's rather backfired (not that anyone still has a coal fire but still).

25th-30th December
The snow finally stops overnight on Christmas evening/Boxing Day morning, but it remains cold, the temperatures only picking up at the weekend. Between the remaining snow and the ice formed where it melts, transport remains awful, with the connections to the villages particularly bad. Due to the Highspeed line, the trains from Mossgate to London are back up and running by the 27th, but other routes take days to be cleared. Likewise, the motorways are at least traversable by the 26th, but some smaller roads are still unaccessible until the weekend. Food supplies are slow to come through, and when the stores reopen on Boxing Day after Christmas closures, the shelves are immediately stripped bare again, especially of essentials such as bread and milk (although anything and everything is subject to panic buying, up to and including shampoo).

All of this chaos doesn't stop some people going out to the Boxing Day sales, with queues forming outside Next, which has advertised it's traditional early opening times of 6AM, despite the cold and the snow (and the fact that they don't actually manage to open until almost 7 due to lack of staff).

But as the temperatures rise back to a seasonal temperature in the single figures, things start to return to normal in time for the count down to New Years.

Timeline:
  • 24th: Heavy snow starts unexpectedly in the morning
  • Transport is badly affected
  • A powercut hits the Mossgate area at around 8PM
  • Power is returned to Mossgate town by midnight, the villages including Moss Manor won't have power until well into the 25th
  • 25th: Stockings appear overnight for each member of the family in every home containing coal
  • Moss Manor church hall is opened to the community
  • Moss Manor and the other villages have no power until 5PM
  • 26th-29th: Panic buying and lack of supplies affects food availability
  • The snow continues to affect transport
  • 30th: Temperatures return to normal for the time of year (0-10c)
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[personal profile] catted 2019-01-15 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The cat currently hanging out on the table next to Mary (which is the one that's invisible to everyone else, not that she can tell), doesn't have snow on their paws either, so Mary isn't even surprised by that.

Maybe her father is right and everything is magic, she's at that level of exasperation when it comes to weird things right now.

"They seem to have had power back for a while over in Mossgate. With it being back here I wonder if our house has power again, too..." And now she wonders if they've really turned everything off before leaving... they really should head back soon and check. Soonish. It's not like they could have left any fires on or the gas open, so there's no actual rush. They can stay and watch Strictly in company, and then leave and check. Or rather, some of the family will stay here with Nel while someone checks.

And if it's the Queen's speech that wins the vote? Well, someone will go to check sooner.
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[personal profile] fairfeste 2019-01-15 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Feste nods, absently petting Bells, who meows at Mary like she has something to say. But she is a cat, so they might never know. "I can go check?" they offer, even though with the cat where she is it's a little hard for them to do much of anything at the moment.
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[personal profile] catted 2019-01-15 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you could go check, that'd be great.

Not that I'll stop you from being a cat chair," she adds with a smile and leans back to lean over and have a closer look at Nel. "How are you feeling, Nel?" She's been a bit more awake since they got here, but the sleepiness persists, and so does Mary's worry.
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[personal profile] vernal_miss 2019-01-16 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The possibility of power available at home gives Nel a glimmer of hope that their family could leave soon from the hall. If they get home before dinner then perhaps the holiday won’t be wholly spoiled on her account. That, however, seems to depend on the whim of a cat who is occupying the lap of her eldest sibling and has been rather clingy as of late. Antsy or not, she may as well settle back down.

Drifting gradually back in her seat as she starts to slouch, the girl perks as soon as attention turns to her with Mum leaning over, and she puts up a smile as she nods, “Fine. A little bored is all.” Only a few full days out from her coma, she has improved from falling asleep at regular intervals to falling asleep every so often.
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[personal profile] catted 2019-01-16 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, there's stuff on the telly now," she points out one source of possible entertainment, "and we've got books and a few games of cards in the backpack." She's been a mother for too long to leave the house without at least an attempt to take along things that will entertain the children.

Sadly finding a way to let Nel play outside with some of the other children is not a thing that she can offer. As amazing as the snow is, there's no doubt that Nel would immediately fall asleep if she steps out into it.
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[personal profile] vernal_miss 2019-01-17 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
Three choices for a distraction put forward, Nel nods and readily makes a selection, “I can listen to the telly. Thanks, Mum.” Given her dozing tendency, she would rather not join those immediately around the television, but listening from a distance would suffice if she tried to imagine her own picture to match what she hears. A book might normally be more tempting, but Nel had trouble at school before slipping into a coma of reading the same line over and over, and expects the same now. As for cards, she doesn’t want to bother anyone to play.

Rather than sink back in her seat, Nel leans forward to prop on her elbows. Honestly, she will keep her attention mostly on her family and half listen to the telly. It will keep her mind off the snow she is missing outside. Watching the other kids playing earlier in the day had been better than nothing at all.