"It won't snow in London," I said confidently as we watched yesterday evening's TV weather forecast. "And if it does, it won't settle." Then I peeped outside, and saw that it had in fact been snowing for some time. Duh!
When I awoke at 6.00am this morning, it was snowing once again -- soft flakes which drifted down like gentle rain against your face -- and was still snowing when I went out for the newspaper an hour later. Right now, the soft flakes have changed to heavier ones, coming in flurries.
I've taken some photographs of our garden and Jansons Road; they're on the right.
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