Winter Wonderland

Oh how I wish it would snow. Puh-lease make it snow this Christmas. I think I was born to frolick amoungst the snowflakes like a little snow nymph (is there such a thing?), but how would I really know for sure when we never get any frickin' snow?

I am jealous whenever I see beautiful, pure white snow falling in films and on the box. Why don't we ever get it? Half an inch of snow in the South of England means delays to the traffic as everyone slows the fuck down and totally panics about driving in the snow which by the time they actually tentatively venture out has turned mostly to slush...

I have always admired Nanook of the North. I like his little smile and his outfits are just so cute yet practical. He was working the furry moonboots way, way before Paris Hilton was even a twinkle in her great great great grandfather's eye. Ok so clubbing seals is pretty brutal and it must be cold out there but oh the peace. And the self-sufficiency. So wonderful.

So one day if I up and marry an eskimo don't be surprised. I'm just going home to my winter wonderland...