White flakes falling

It started last Friday. The white stuff. A few flakes here and there while I walked to work…

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By lunchtime, Spa Fields, the park behind the studio was covered, so Rosie and I went frolicking.

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Clerkenwell pyramid

Funnily enough, when it snowed last year Thom and I went to the Barbican to see a film. Same again in 2013!

Barbican

The next day I went to Jen’s place in Hackney Wick for breakfast. Everything was icy and cold. I slipped along the canal (spot the Olympic Stadium in the background), praying that I wouldn’t hit any black ice. The smell of wood-fires burning in the bellies of the canal boats filled the air.

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Saturday night saw Thom and I head to Oxfordshire (emphasis on shire) for the weekend, where we basically spent the weekend hanging out with ponies and puppies, and having snowball fights. Best time ever, although I did get bitten on the hand by an overly enthusiastic Blue, when I was trying to give him Polo mints.

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Snow ponies
Snow days

Not pictured – the biggest drooliest dog you might ever meet. Happy days, but looking forward to getting back to the South Pacific next week.

Snowy London

Hoxton

Last night was one of the most memorable nights of my life. Reasons include:

1. Being asked to work on an interior design project for a bar.
2. Seeing Stephen Fry in said bar.
3. Annnnnd SNOW!

Indulge me for a bit, I’m from New Zealand and we don’t get urban snow like this. It was one of the most magical things I’ve ever seen – cars, trees and houses all dusted with the white stuff.

Barbican

Snowy staircase

The Barbican. We went to see a movie and when we came out the Barbican looked  like this.
The lake is all iced up!

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Thom & Mikey

Hoxton Square

snowball

My first snowball, wahoo.

Penguin!

A snow-penguin!