More snow

Growing up in a southern US state, any snow, any chance of snow, and the city would seize. A mere prediction of snow would send families to the local grocery market to buy a month's supply of milk and white bread. Schools would sometimes 'make the call' on the night before, even if there was no snow at that point!

Of course, as a kid, staying up to peek out the window to look for the first flakes from the frozen sky was excitement rivaling Christmas morn.

As I got older, it was entertaining, in fact, it still IS entertaining, to watch cars slip and slide all over the crested roads (and let's be honest, tiny 'hills') of our neighborhood. You'd think that people might have figured out that snow and 'flooring it' don't mix, but that's between you and me.

Me? I like driving on snow. I like to 'power steer' and even tug gently the parking brake every now and again. But, I don't have a car so it's back to watching the British accrue slightly higher insurance premiums.

London 4 February 2009: