So I ended up going in of course; the appeal of speeding through snow was just too much. Campus looked like some sort of Arctic apocalypse, with groups of running, screaming students heaving snow at each other and dozens of snowmen dwarfing the figures dashing around them.
My guilt-fed attendance of lectures proved unnecessary, as I went to the first one then found the second was cancelled, so came home via Stoneleigh, where I stopped to take some photos. Once home I persuaded Andy to come out for a snowball fight which proved to be excellent exercise, then carved a snowman outside the front door until I had stopped exuding steam and got cold.
From what I can see, the snow has now stopped, but tomorrow is set to be another stay-in-bed possibility, as the snow that managed to melt today will re-freeze as ice underneath new snow, making driving that bit more of a challenge.
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