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Saturday, January 19, 2013

London is reeling under at least three inches of snow. Your intrepid reporter was at Sainsbury's yesterday night in the last flurry, stocking up on non-perishable foods and toastable bread in case she was unable to open the door this morning. So were a couple of hundred other people. Ah, the siege mentality.

And what a sight met Londoners' eyes this morning. We drew back our curtains on the same three inches of snow that fell yesterday and not a flake more. Pretty . . . er, well, just pretty.

Well, by 10am it was time to sort out the snow queens from the the slush puppies. Having put on 14 layers of clothing, three scarves, the obligatory woolly 'at, and rescued her gloves from beneath the feline glove-warmer, your reporter struggled in a death-defying trek to the post office up the road. Terrifyingly, other people were taking the same risks, in spite of the Dire Warnings yesterday about bad weather (in at least one London office, a group of five staff spent their lunchbreak on a roof terrace building a snowman, that's how bad it was) . . .

Look, I can't keep it up. Yes, it has snowed here in London but not much, at least not yet. Enough to make you grateful for a warm home and warm clothes.

And that you're not a small bird.

I walked to one of the local parks and took some photos. Comparisons with Breughel are unnecessary thank you. He did it first and best and in oil paint, after all. There were a dozen yetis, some still under construction by artists of all ages.

Only one three-year-old was manifestly unimpressed by the snow, owing to the closure of the children's playground for safety reasons. The rest were perfectly happy playing with the snow. The carrot on this bench gave me a moment's pause, then I realised I was looking not at a carrot, but at a nose.

I saw several semi-freddo dads lugging kids on sledges.

Happiest were the dogs.

It doesn't take much to make a dog revert to wolf and the ones that I saw were reverting so fast it made my head spin. There was a convocation in the middle of what is normally a cricket pitch, chasing one another round, spinning off, returning to bowl one another over and in at least one case LBW.

I'm sure it'll wash off.

Once it thaws.

I was contemplating Epping forest in the snow but there is genuinely more forecast so I'm going to wait till the sky is clear. At the moment we have thick soft unbroken lilac cloud.

And fluffy white snow.
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