Dear Weather God.
I realise you are very busy at the moment powering up the wind machine, emptying buckets of snowflakes and running around making sure all temperature gauges are set to below zero - but do you think you could sort of forget to do too much for London at the moment?
Thank you for holding off yesterday while we moved the horses to their new stable yard, I appreciate that, but if you could concentrate on somewhere a few hundred miles away (How about Iceland? They are OK with snow & ice) I'd be most grateful.
Failing that - slushy show is yuck.
Just thought I'd mention