So I woke up this morning to a blanket of snow and a wind that could take you of your feet - literally.  Last week sunshine, sitting outside for a glass of wine at the end of the working day,  this week it is like the depths of winter.  I walked into the office with a huff and a puff and demanded to know whose bright idea it was that I leave London! I mean April! and snow!  Snow in April.  There should be some law against it.  It is not natural. And it is freezing.  Now you may say, hell Soph stop moaning and wrap up warm, but there is a problem here.  I do not work where I live.  I pack on Sunday for the week away and so my high heel boots and my cute dresses have come a cropper.  Arse over tit and all dignity lost.  I mean....snow in April.

Rant over and out