Snow is unusual for me. I grew up in Florence, Tuscany, and it hardly ever snows there. The first snow I remember was when I was about 7 or 8 and my older sister had to come and pick me up from school when they closed because of the weather. I remember walking home with her in this amazing whiteness that I'd never seen before.
I can't remember any other snowfalls of note while I was growing up.
Then, in 1989, I moved to London. I was here for a year before I had to temporarily go back to Italy for family reasons. Of course the winter I was back in Italy it snowed in London :D
Since then, a few flakes have fallen now and again, but nothing major. Generally just enough to have sludge within 5 minutes. Last winter there was a huge snowfall, first just before Christmas, then again in January - I was like an overexcited puppy!
Here's a few pictures I took at the time:
Alexandra Park and Ally Pally (these were taken when I walked to work some time before 8 am on 6th January - I'd started going by bus but when I saw the scenery I got off and walked)
This is Finsbury Park on my way home in the afternoon, with ducks skating on frozen pond :)
And this is the Parkland Walk, from Finsbury Park to my home
And this year we have more, it's been snowing the last couple of days :)))
It's not as much as last year yet, but winter hasn't even started yet (although you wouldn't say by the cold!), so I'm hopeful for tons more :)))