When's it gonna snow?

Woke up grumpy again, tidied up, found a lovely amount of cash had made it's way into my bank account (god bless HMRC-the first time that's ever been said!!) and I promptly entered the worm hole that is the Trafford centre. It spat me out 3 hours later slightly dazed and confused! Frank got to try on numerous hats and ear muffs, however we decided it's not cold enough yet.