The first time I touched snow was when I was 24 years old. I grew up in Africa so the only snow we saw was on Mt. Kilimanjaro. Years later I still get very excited every time I see the white stuff fall.

We have had a mild start to winter in England, but yesterday was the first indication it might turn out to be a cold one. Snow started falling in the afternoon and within five minutes the place was white. I thought the best way to enjoy this is to go outside. I put on my running shoes, wrapped up and went out for a run. It was fantastic, a great way to enjoy the snow fall – my neighbour did think I was a bit crazy, but I came back home feeling really good. This was true spontaneous joy.

The snow has fallen a week before Christmas but if it continues like this we might just have a white Christmas, if not snowy it will be a frozen one!