It's been snowing in England. There is hardly anything else on the news (which is not entirely a bad thing bearing in mind what else is on the news most days). London ground to a halt. On Monday, there were no busses and few trains. Some people got to Gatwick Airport to find their flights cancelled and no trains to take them back home.
They say this was the worst snow for 18 years. I can't say because I'm only 16 years old. But my humans were in London for over 20 years and then never missed work because of snow. Now we live outside London, we join the rest of Europe and the rest of the World making jokes about London and the south east of England. Snow in winter and leaves falling in autumn: these are the sort of totally unforseeable things that London's transport system can't cope with.
The BBC has asked everyone to send in their pictures of what they are doing in the snow. I got my human Andrew to take one of me. I won't be sending it in because I don't think it is really what they want even though there may be many people who agree it is the best thing to do in the snow. I dedicate the picture to all the brave humans who have spent hours standing at bus stops or on open railway platforms.
Joking apart, I have been busy while it was snowing. Apart from this blog, I have now prepared more than 30 pictures of me (and 1 of my cousine Travelling Beanie) standing on or next to various Christmas decorations in Walt Disney World. This is for all those Intercot members who like a holiday variation of "Where's Figaro?"
Keep warm; keep safe; and good luck.