I'm sure you're well and truly aware, but winter has certainly arrived here in the UK! A blessing and curse all at once, it seems as though us in the Midlands and those in Wales have gotten the brunt of the snow this time around. There's so much to love about the snow, yet I despise it all at the same time.
I love how Christmassy the snow makes me feel, especially in the run-up to the special day; I love seeing how happy all the kids are, knowing that they're able to spend the day sledding and making snowmen, and the fashion; I love being able to pull out my chunkiest scarves, oversized coats and wooly hats; I absolutely love it all!
But at the same time I'm absolutely terrified; terrified of slipping on the ice, as well as driving on it too! I'm sure many countries who receive feet upon feet of the stuff are probably laughing at how us Brits handle the situation - cancelling schools, having days of work, public transport grinds to a near halt etc. but in retrospect we're just not used to this weather here. I don't know what it's like where you live, but 90% of the time when in snows in my town, it just doesn't stick that much, and if it does it's simply a light coating, not the 4-5 inches we received in a few hours yesterday. Plus what's the point in purchasing snow tyres to use once every few years when the snow decides to stick?
