Snow

I drive through a snowstorm to get home tonight. It’s odd, but I assume geographical that there can be greenfields from the M69 to Junction 22 of the M1, but whenever you go from 22 to 23 (what I think of as the Coalville/shepshed area) it had already become a winter wonderland of white snow. And of course, once past Junction 23 the green fields returned! It’s like a band running across northwest Leicestershire that gets the bad weather. 

This always gets me every time. How it can be so localised.

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