I'll be brief

It snowed yesterday. In London. In winter! Can you imagine. My friend Veronica was so amazed at the site when she woke up and saw her balcony covered in white that she apparently exclaimed 'shit on a stick', which is a whole new blog, but sweet. For my part I muttered 'oh wow'. Surprisingly the Northern Line was unaffected. It was a treat crunching through virgin snow to get to the Tube. Of course by hometime it had turned into brown sludge but, while it lasted, it was magical.