White Out, What White Out?

Boring! The past four days have been monopolised by news about frozen rain, aka Snow. I am now supposed to be snowed in living on cans of beans and burning my last lump of coal, waiting for a St Bernard with a swig of Rum round his neck. However I am looking out the window where some snow, not an avalanche has covered the ground slightly, careful now it may be slippy. Weather hysteria is not cool, enough snow to make a snowman is cool.