Last night and into this morning, the snow fell in London. I loved it. I got up during the night, made a cup of lemon ginger tea and watched it like a movie. It was oh, so Narnia.
Unfortunately, London can’t handle snow, so due to delayed newspaper deliveries, I had to walk miles to find an Observer (ok, I exaggerate, but you get the point). It was well worth it though, as I saw Stoke Newington in all its glory. Here are a couple of snaps I took in Clissold Park.