Today is St Hilary's day, which according to folklore is the coldest day of he year. I however think for Oxford at least it was last week when I took this photo.
I love snow, but it results in everything transport wise grinding to a halt, motorways become mass graveyards for abandoned cars, carparks become tretcherous skating rinks and walkways become invisible trip hazards. One which I fell (litterally) for today... hard... proof indeed that I am not a weeble... as I can and do indeed fall down, thankfully nothing badly injured other than my pride. I will however be feeling stiff for a few days (Not in the good way).
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