Snow

Ah, the delights of snow. Apparently this winter in little old England is supposed to be one of the worst for years.

Oh, I can remember the days when we had six foot snow drifts. But, alas, these disappeared as time progressed and we have nought but 5 inch slush...piles. How depressing.

I cannot wait for global warming to really kick in, and bring back the six foot snow drifts. The glorious mounds of snow, deposited upon cars, burying small animals and careless children. Oh, the happiness it would bring. The houses, half covered. A little chimney poking its way through an unrelentless six feet of snow, smoking its way through the day.

Oh, the nostalgia.