The Snapping Bishop

Ice cream, salted nuts and snow cones anyone … Its the Interval

Oooh the snow, wasn’t it a treat? Okay so the infrastructure of  London’s transportation systems failed miserably, but hey! who cares? I lost a few days work due to everything else failing, money down the drain, but hey! who cares? Lets face it, the streets of East London were the happiest I’d seen for a while; people actually communicated with each other, unusual words were used like, “Hello, good morning” and, “I have no way to get to work but at least the car won’t get a parking ticket, arf arf.”

For me, the biggest joy was the knowledge that my fifteen year old son will have at last witnessed and enjoyed proper snow before his childhood ran out and his childish play becomes tainted with adult respectability. He’s seen snow in London before, but just a mere smattering compared to my childhood memories within the county of Warwickshire, where school being cancelled was something you expected every winter and the bonus of a power cut just aided the weeks’ excitement. Even if my Mother and Father seemed rather stressed at times, for myself and my brothers it seemed such a wondrous time we barely noticed the associated food and supply problems. So it was a joy to hear a message on my answer phone that morning; “Dad, dad, get up, get up… you’re missing it, look outside!”. Ah yes, good to hear, that was me happy for the day…

This is one of my favorite shots taken that Monday, not very far from my home. You’ll never guess what the view is, well you might, but I’m not going to tell you. However rest assured you can’t go back and shoot this view today, or at any time in the future, snow or not.