Yesterday it got very cold – a new level of cold for my time in London.  And what do you know?  Today it SNOWED!!!  I can’t honestly say I was dreaming of a white Christmas – it’s London after all – but it was a bit of a monumental day.

And no, before you ask it’s not the first time I’ve seen snow (and yes, I was asked) – I lived in Canada for a couple of years and I love to ski.  But this is the first time in a long time I’ve just been going about my normal day and been surprised by a snowfall.  Everyone else at work seemed pretty excited too, but I was the only one who walked over to the window to watch it fall.

Because a snowfall is beautiful; a world gone quiet, a world slowed down.  Softly, softly.  Delicate.  Pretty special in such a racy city if you ask me.

It didn’t stay, not around Oxford Circus anyway.  By the time I left work I was walking in the rain.  However; according to the BBC there’s a fair bit on the way.  Fingers crossed for snow day!  (Do you get snow days if you are a grown-up worker?)

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