I’m not generally a fan of snow. Too cold and, you know, wet. But when you get a pristine covering like this (spot the animal tracks):
Then you just have to go and stomp in it, even if it is 7am. So we did:
Also, there are snowmen everywhere. Here’s the best I saw up on Blackheath:
Of course, the whole capital ground to a halt, all the trains broke, etc. But not such a bad day.
