Although somewhat clichéd, I feel like I have to acknowledge here the fact that it's snowing. It's become so uncommon that I actually find it slightly unnerving. I rather enjoy sitting watching and listening to the rain but the snow is so quiet and it feels so isolating, even though it's not really as we're in the middle of the city. We had about 5 minutes of sleet on Friday and my class went crazy so I dread to think what they're going to be like on Monday, assuming school is open, although I have no idea if it will be. It's KS1 nativity so I assume they'll want to open if they can but who knows? I guess actually my class have very rarely seen snow so the excitement is not that surprising. I suspect it would be frowned upon if I declared a snowman making competition to be the activity for tomorrow morning, but I might suggest it to my head teacher and see.