I've been thinking alot today about snow, unsurprisingly. I firstly want to point out that having a Goth alter-ego really does come in handy with the abrasive weather because, dear readers, I have these rascals to get me through the snow;

Pretty wicked huh? Clad in what can only be described as Tanks in Boot Form, leopard-print coat, two scarves, two pairs of gloves, floppy hat and ear muffs, I wandered to the shops. I am always delighted when walking through my village as, no matter what you look like, whether you have two heads and a toilet brush stuck to your shoe, you're always guaranteed a pleasant smile and sincere greeting.
I've also found out that the sole advantage of being a border-line attractive female in this twee, not-even-got-it's-own-pub village is that, if you take a tumble in the snow outside the one and only corner shop, the Vegetable Man is sure to help you up in the most gentlemanly manner. He'll even give you an apple for your trauma. Bless! It's the little things...
Pleasantries aside, I want to share something with you. I stumbled across this amazing picture this morning;

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_depth/8447023.stm
How...Day After Tomorrow...is THAT? It takes your breath away, doesn't it?
It's great to think that this 'Cold Snap'(God, I hate that term) we're in the clutches of at the moment will become one of those "Oh, do you remember that time...?" that we British just LOVE to talk about over a warm pint in a cold pub.
Do you remember that Christmas Eve with the gale force winds and the power-cut? "Gooh...yeah.." slurp "...I know someone who's mum's friend's daughter nearly died when a slate fell off a roof in her garden while she was getting the whippets in!" Drama.
Maybe it's just the north -OOF!- *dives for cover*
I'm just saying...in the weeks of CHAOTIC, MURDEROUS and APOCALYPTIC SNOW, our little postie has been out everyday. And the Fish and Chip van.
Just saying...

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