At first it was more like sleet and wet and miserable-looking but then the 'proper' white stuff started falling. And falling and falling and you guessed it, falling. It probably snowed for about 8 hours straight. Though, the next morning I found out that it hadn't really built up much. At least not much when compared to the 8 inches or so of snow that the kids who lived in the southern regions got. Apparently, living pretty close to the seaside means that snow doesn't really come your way often enough or in 'enough' quantities.
Oh, just when I was starting to feel sucky about other people getting more snow I slipped on an ice-patch while cycling and fell on my ass. That did it. Snow, you can go.
Like fairy dust :)
Like Narnia...?
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That's everyone's dearest snow - nice to see, not to walk on.
ReplyDeletetoo true..haihzz
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