So it started snowing today, more heavily than what I’d seen in London. It snowed in York during that period too, but this is the first time I’ve actually seen for myself York in its snow-covered glory, with the snow actually being thick enough to play in.
Ailin didn’t initially think the snow was thick enough to make snowmen with, but after some experimentation (aided with the knowledge that it was possible – I’d just seen some of the Brits making gigantic snowballs of their own), I managed to get a relatively large lump going…
Note to self – always wear gloves when handling snow. It seems remarkably commonsense now, but initially when handling it with bare hands it seemed quite possible to survive without them. Not so, however, and I soon went to fetch my gloves.
I think we got quite bored after building the snowman, so I went into my kitchen to fetch a knife. After some mindless Asian violence (think Battle Royale) and probably unnerving some of my Brit neighbours in the process, the snowman was no more.
The headless snowman remained as a testament of its amazing constitution and resistance to decapitation, however.
Not wanting to let our effort go to waste, we then converted the snowcorpse into snowman mk2, with brand new beady tomato eyes and an onion nose. Surprisingly cute, if I do say so myself. =P