Is it just me or is snow only magical when you're sitting in the warmth drinking a cup of tea? Its not so enchanting when you have to walk half a mile to catch the bus, with the wind howling around you.
Luckily for me, just as I arrived at my bus stop I received a text informing me that my lecture had been cancelled. No History of Costume for me today. So, after a quick look in my favourite charity shop, which is right next to the bus stop ( I got an old reel of thread for 10p) I headed home back home.
This is my coat in the snow, I thought it looked pretty.
I baked some bread and ate it straight from the oven.
As for London, I had a very bad shopping experience and a rather good one but more of that later.