Last night it snowed like nobody’s business. We had about 2-3 inches of snow. It started snowing about 9.00pm and continued relentlessly for hours.
When I was growing up in the tropics, I thought snow was like icecream on the ground. Well, how can anyone not having seen snow before understand what snow is. Simple! Since most of us eat icecream (or know what it looks like) the next best thing is to magnify the quantity of icecream humongous-illion times and voila! there’s your snow in the tropics. Unless you can spare the cash this exercise could blow your year’s icecream budget let alone trying to stop it melting in 33-degree tropical heat and scorching sun.
I have been to places where snow is taken for granted as a familiar seasonal powdery stuff that can turn into gunk and clog up pathways, roads etc.
Here in Middlesex this morning, the snow was still thick on the ground as I looked out of the train. However, I was clearly disappointed that there was no powdery goodness in Central London. Nothing to chat about except that it was cold and miserable. At midday the sun came out but was gone in a few hours. Such is life in snow-man’s land.