There's something really disconcerting about waking up on Easter Sunday to find a heavy fall of snow!
Whatever happened to the sunny Easter morning where the kids run around the garden finding the chocolate eggs we hid first thing? This year they'll have to make do with a somewhat reduced egg hunt around the house - not quite the same really.
Just had a call from a relative in Norfolk where there's three inches of snow, and the locals are snowballing and making snow men.
If it gets any worse in Kent, perhaps I could persuade my kids into an "Easter Snow Bunny" competition...