Everyone has been very excited by the five-minute snowstorms, except in the comments sections of local newspapers, where fierce debate rages between those who point out that it couldn't possibly be snowing in those meteorological conditions, only an idiot would think so, this is soft hail, and those who think the first lot need to get a life.
Last night I dined with a friend on the South Bank, and emerged from Pizza Express to find a small pyramid of hailstones on my bike seat. The journey home along roads awash with rain was enlivened by thunder and lightning above.
It's looking good for my friend's wedding on Saturday, then.
