The polystyrene factory must have exploded, there is white stuff cannoning out of the sky at an alarming rate.
The world is white, and it is so beautiful that it makes me cry.
I got home from a heavy morning's work in the biting cold, intending to eat and warm up and go to another job, but the snow was already falling lightly then and now it is really thick and extremely settling.
I am at a loss, should I be sitting here and watching it? Or should I be out playing and getting very cold?
Or should I be doing online work.
I'm going to Winchester, to build a fat snowman on the Bishop's car, and another across his driveway, fortified with rocks.
Don't put it past me.