I'm so glad the weather decided to bring an early winter.

#sarcasm

Seriously unimpressed by the sudden onset of incredible amounts of snow in York.
I mean, don't get me wrong, it's not as bad as Scotland, but the snow in our garden is easily knee deep, which is RIDICULOUS.


I will take some more superduper photographs tomorrow and dedicate an entire blogpost to my inadequacy with a camera... But you'll get the jist.

Anyway, it is my firm belief that snow ruins everything.
If I was still young enough to appreciate a snow day, then woop, but sadly, I am now a year or so too old, and I've become a big, fat grump about the whole ordeal (as you would). I agree that snow looks pretty, and it's nice that we get the odd snow shower now and then in the winter time, but I don't like it to snow enough to delay/cancel trains! It makes getting places even more effort than usual and it's so cold that I'm dangerously close to developing some kind of permanent goose-pimple-type disease.
Also, my new favourite phrase revolves around the word "heating", and I miss the warm, summer sun (I may write him a love letter to seduce him back to us).

I've checked the weather forecast and apparently it'll be snowing 'till at least Thursday, which is rubbish, but I may just have to give up fighting this silly snowy era by braving the frigid conditions outside to build a positively EPIC snowman.

I will consider snowman requests.