You know when, as a kid, you used to wake up on Christmas morning and get butterflies in your stomach? That’s exactly how i felt on Monday morning when discovered 5 inches of snow in my garden. Actually, i think the truth was i wooped for joy, ran downstairs and threw open the front door to check out the damage (almost like my bedroom window was somehow deceiving me). Even my hectic, slippery journey into work couldn’t dampen my spirits as i joined my workmates for a snowball fight in Soho Square @ midday. Once home, my mates and i went for a wander up to Walthamstow Marshes where we made snow angels and generally had fun launching immense snowballs at each other.
Take that!
We finished the evening eating a home cooked meal by the fire for my housemates birthday. Candles, good food and lots of smiles.
Happy days!
