... the snow arrived at 6 o'clock - the worst of all possible scenarios as you're then obliged to drive in regardless. Earlier, and the bus service will refuse to go out. As it turns out I'm saved by a timely phone call from a colleague. The SMS alert hasn't worked (surprise!) and so we're back to calling each other. (Bad luck everyone already committed to the roads and railways).

Irritation is succeeded by relish at the prospect of a day gifted by the weather.

... & so it goes ... & so it snows ...