*coming from the west.
Bacon sarnies with the kids, two hours sledding in the Surrey downs and then 7 consecutive hours in the village pub swilling real ale next to roaring fires.
Snow is *******s.
I say this based on living where I do, an essentially non-snow friendly environment where the **** falls from the sky and then the **** hits the fan, normal life grinds to an almost slow halt.
Also it is cold and wet and beyond that initial 1 millisecond reaction when you first see it and thinks “oh that’s nice” it is essentially *******s.