Every Sunday Tooting Common is overtaken with zillions of football-boot clad tykes playing the "beautiful sport". Generally I find it quite humbling 'cause I usually see them zipping about as I'm huffing and puffing (err, jogging) my way round the green.
Anyway, we had some extremely unseasonal snow this weekend - it was so cold and heavy that I think it turned all those little tykes into snowmen. Some of them were cuter than others as you can see.
As for me, well I'd normally be quite excited about snow. That is, if it snowed when it was supposed to. Given that we had started to have some quite nice weather (ie temps in late teens) the drop down to the near 0 mark made me a very grumpy girl!
