Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

It is actually snowing in Britain. A lot. And I love it!

It is quite interesting though what a difference a little bit of snow and a few minus degrees make. Since I’m from Sweden I’m very used to over snowed ways, icy slippery roads, snowballs flying around my head and so on, but here it is so completely different. You walk down the road to find everyone walking around with snowballs in their hands, ‘cause it’s cool! You see the ‘cool’ people standing in their usual ‘cool’ place with snowballs in their hands, ‘cause it’s cool! Drunk late 20ish something males running around the beer gardens of pubs here and there with snowballs in their hands, ‘cause it’s cool!

You turn on the radio in the morning and the first thing they tell you is not to die from snow. Telly let us know that no traffic should be out on the roads ‘cause of snow. Not on the railways or in the air either by the way. School kids running around outside, playing in the snow ‘cause school and college is not on today. Not tomorrow either. ‘Cause of snow. Even people who works stays at home, due to the risk of breaking your neck if walking outside, ‘cause of snow.

Then I talk to my mum who kindly tells me it’s -28 degrees back home, and that they’re expecting a record cold weekend with around -40 degrees a couple of hours north of her place. She sends me a few picture of the metre high walls of snow that covers the roads where cars drive around like they have always done, and the pavements where kids are skipping along for school that is on as usual while their parents stress around to get to work in time, ‘cause it is just another bloody day – like any other.

It is interesting, but very, very different to what I am used to. But that’s life, an experience in itself!