...let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! On of my favourite Christmas songs by the composer Jule Styne and lyricist Sammy Cahn in 1945 - also associated with Bruce Willis in Die Hard! Except it isn't Christmas it is February and no sight of wearing a spring summer or tranisition number!
Well I certainly had the die hard attitude this morning as I attempted to get into central London. The news was quite rubbish on the tube and overground info although all the buses had been cancelled plus all the travel info websites had crashed. In fairness every London and South East commuter wanted to know the score and the websites couldn't cope. Anyway it was a great excuse to trundle down to the station in the hope of a train, but it wasn't to be. Although I enjoyed what is usually a solitary experience, with lots of hellos, idle weather/snow related chit chat and general bon ami.
London and the surrounds has ground to a standstill. Only the Victoria line tube is running and ironically the reason there are no trains or tube is the fact the drivers can't get to work!
Hope sets off in a foot of snow...with sturdy hunters wellies
Reality is a handwritten notice on a faded art deco station facade
