Snow is a goodly thing. Still get that kick when seeing a virgin blanket covering the ground in the morning. Though of course it does have a disturbing side effect of bringing out the 'evil big brother' personality that lies lurking secretly beneath the surface niceness of otherwise civilised boyfriends, male mates/colleagues and uncles... Who abuse their superior snowballing skills against us rubbish girlies (well, I'm a rubbish shot in any event) for all they are worth while the snow lasts.