According to today's Metro, we should stay at home and only travel in an absolute emergency due to the blizzard-like conditions engulfing London.
Er. There's a slightly icy puddle, and a sad dusting of snow on the roof of White City Tube station.
Talking of snow.... was having a charming evening out with Andy and the NB in a Wetherspoons in Holborn. We were hid round a corner away from the room full of fat men in business suits shouting at the football.
The NB nipped off to the loo during half time and came back a couple of minutes later. Grinning. He sat down, and then sniffed happily.
We both stared at him aghast. "You scored free coke? In Wetherspoons?"