The people of Britain love talking about the weather, we all know this and we have all heard this but come on, people all over the world must surely talk about the weather in the same way right? Unless you live near the equator where it is always delightfully warm.
Saying that, I still want it to snow here in London. Say this in a room of adults and this will most likely be met with groans of disapproval. “How dare you want it to snow!” “No don’t say that!” As if at my mere words the sky will release a duvet of snow. Yes a duvet, I do not want just a blanket of snow, I want a full, fluffy, plumped up, 100% Hungarian Goose feather and down, 15 tog duvet of snow. That would be awesome. We missed out on it last year so we are overdue down in London.
Yes, I know snow causes disruption and chaos. I mean the London Overground is already terribly unreliable and breaks down whilst the underground can be just as bad. Sometimes when I am late to a lecture or seminar due to train issues then the London Underground song plays through my head which yes is not really factual but can cheer one up by venting frustration in a humorous way.
So yes, despite the fact snow will cause all these problems no matter how much salt the councils stockpile; I still want it to fall. The reason is quite simple: snow is fun. When I was young, I could never build a snowman and no one taught me how. I would try to collect snow and compact it into a large mound. Of course, the trick is to not compact the snow but to simply roll a ball of snow around and let it grow ‘naturally.’ Perhaps my desire to make snowmen is due to my hobby for making things. Whether it be out of K’nex, Lego, Duplo or simply drawing, I have always liked to indulge my creative side in such activities. It is also why I like writing so those of you will say ‘You are crazy for wanting it to snow just so you can make a snowman’ then hey, the same reason I want to build a snowman is the same reason why I have this blog. No snowman then no blog.
Yes I know, some of you cheeky buggers may still want to choose no snowman.
Until Next Time (By which time it shall hopefully have snowed)
A Worried Student
A Worried Student