Raging snow, biting cold and freezing winds, we’ve seen it all this winter and we’ll probably see a lot more in the future. Britain is not the place to be this Winter as some of the coldest weather we’ve ever had takes us by storm. The whole of the UK has been pounded with snow, and Kingston is no exception.

The first signs of Kingston’s impending doom were met with cheers across the nation. After all, who doesn’t enjoy a few harmless, pretty flakes of snow? The news the following day resulted in even more cheering, but this time it was only the children who were responsible. The news that schools were closed spread like wild fire, and it was obvious from the snow angels littering the streets, the merry snowmen with carrot noses, and the mugs of hot chocolate with marshmellows, that everyone was intent on enjoying the opportunity.

However, delight quickly changed to boredom, and finally irritation as the snow fell again, and again, and again. There were many reasons for the build up of hatred for snow, after all one can only be pummelled with snow balls so many times before snapping. A great deal of public transport was shut down because of heavy snowfall, disrupting peoples work schedules and abandoning cars buried under the white blanket. The long spell of icy weather caused utility bills to rocket in order to stay warm. Not to mention, GCSE and A level students missed classes and exams important to their final grades. Lastly, grey, cloudy and overcast weather left the majority of the population in a state of depression, their moods turning just as dull as the sky.

To conclude, has this winter’s snow attack been a blessing or a curse? Personally, I am leaning more towards the curse side of the argument, but to each his own. In the end who can say if this is a sign of global warming coming back to bite us, a menace designed to make our good old British winters more unbearable, or just a happy frolic in a rare snowfall?