Snow chaos

So shouted the headline from the Evening Standard seller’s stand I could see through the window of HMV. Snow Chaos. Snow Chaos? This is indicative of the hyperbole employed by the tabloid press. And also the British pre-occupation with the weather. And also the inability of London to deal with any hint of snow. Or

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2003

I managed to survive the hell that is retail at Christmas time in London; working long hours while my wife was enjoying business class flights to the ridiculously warm Antipodes. My sister stopped by on her way to Zurich and seemed to bring a trace of the Aussie (well, Melbourne) weather with her. The Christmas

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