If anyone’s seen the world news, the UK was pretty (badly) hit by snow the past week-or-so. It mostly settled in London, but later on, other parts of the country got to have some as well. Now because I “live” and study in Taunton, Somerset – located in the Southwest of the country – I don’t see snow because we don’t get much, and any snow that we get is usually on the hills; the “flatland” is too sheltered by the mountain ranges. Poo.

So you can imagine how happy I was last Monday when it started snowing halfway during my Drama lesson. Mr Evans (my teacher) just looked over and said, “I guess you finally got your wish then, Ari!” Yes, if you must know, I had never seen snow before up till that point. 020209 is definitely going down in my calendar as one of my brill moments ever.

It settled a bit – although less than an inch – and then melted away on Tuesday. But then on Thursday night, just as I was in the boarding house with everyone else having some hot cocoa (and watching “Paris Hilton’s British Best Friend” – of all things!), it started snowing again.

Heavily.

We went to bed that night and by morning, it had settled till it was (drum roll please…) over 2 inches deep.

If I was happy on Monday, Friday morning left me just plain delirious.

Thursday’s snow didn’t completely melt till the following Tuesday. It was a shame when it went, but hey, it was good whilst it lasted.

To cap it off, I leave you with this photo.

Not my best as it isn’t retouched by Photoshop – it’s only been cropped. And yes, that is me; my friend took that pic whilst I wasn’t looking I knew I shouldn’t have hunched; I look fatter than I am! xD