A couple of days ago, I experienced something very rare for most Brits; snow. The past few years have seen next to no snow at all, and for what I can say, that counts for this year too.
It was a Thursday, a bleak and rainy Thursday, when my parents texted me and told me snow was on the way, as they were my parents, I didn’t believe them. But as it often proves, I was wrong. Around 6pm snow began to fall around my home in the South East. It was a calm and blissful sight, soon ruined by the havoc of panicking English people.