So apparently we’ve just had the most snowfall in 18 odd years. Driving to work was interesting this morning, and completely impossible yesterday. I’d woken up normally at 6 o’clock, got dressed, and then proceeded to attempt to refuel my car. To start with, it was completely covered in snow ice, which is not such a big deal. Driving out to the A41, however, was white-knuckle scary. There’d been hardly any traffic, so our road was all fresh slippy slidey snow, and the A41 had great big patches of freezing slush. I, Like most people in London, just didn’t even bother going into work.
The view from the front of the house