Not long ago though Jack, you had sunshine whilst we had dreary drizzle.
I don't quite go back to the 40s, but back in the '60s I lived out at Sennen but went to secondary school in Penzance, 9 miles away. In those days we used to have snow every winter, even down here. Whilst it rarely lasted long, with the 'warm' sea it could be heavy. The headmaster would be reluctant to let you leave school early, even if a nuclear war had started.
On one occasion by the time we left school (3:50) the chance of the bus home running was non existent, so 3 of us from Sennen set off for a 3 hour walk home it what was moderate snow and seemed fun. A couple of miles outside Penzance was a blizzard, and it was becoming a bit much of an experience. We were eventually spootted 4 miles out by a farmer who managed to get us to Sennen in a particularly rugged 4X4. The headmaster faced the full wrath of my mother, and a few others, on that occasion. Can't say it changed him.
Our last really heavy snow to sea level was in 2018. Sennen, and my garden
Graham
Penzance