Life's been put to a halt for most Londoners. It's been snowing for at least 24hrs now and it doesn't seem like it'll stop anytime soon. Most public transportation have been suspended. Looks like London isn't made for such extreme weather.
Right in front of my doorstep.
It's one big white blanket wherever I look, through the window. I'm not complaining :) I've no appointments, no deadlines, only one too many episodes of HK dramas to complete. Poor Stevie on the other hand has a truckload of work to do - at least he's working at the comfort of home.
Snowfight, anyone?
I love snow. I love the smell, the sight and the touch of snow. Despite experiencing (heavy) snow for the third time, it never fails to make me giggle like a schoolgirl. There's nothing like real snow! I have a strong urge to plop on the snow blanket and start making snow angels and squirm around on those soft fluffy snow. What freedom! Then again, conscience keeps on telling me that there might be a pile or two dog poo lying around discreetly or passerby's might think I'm a little cuckoo for acting all 'jakun' over snow. (Hey! Give the girl a break, she's from 'where snow has not gone' Malaysia!)
Stevie's lame attempt at a miniature snowman and having a 'dip' in snow.
More weather report coming your way.
♥, Lent, who's braved -15 degrees in wintry Prague.
A Malaysian working holiday maker who promises not to speak with a Brit accent after just 16 months (and counting!) living in London. Out of her comfort zone and in with new surroundings from the land of Goodness Gracious Me.
** Best read with a cuppa nice hot Milo or English tea. Drop me an email at absolutbliss@gmail.com if you share my love for Milo :)
