Snow

This is how I like snow: Looking at it from the inside out, rather than the other way round. Glad we do not get much of the stuff, I reckon it is pretty over-rated. It is nice for the first five minutes, I will grant you that, but then it gets cold, wet, grey and mushy. Pffff.

A bit like Polar Bears, actually, come to think of it: It always really tickles me how Polar Bears are portrayed in kid’s books as nice, white and cuddly. When actually, they are large, smelly and want to eat you.