BRrrrrrr

I just can't get used to the sight of snow on the ground in central Paris - it's sooo sureal

I'm not too sure if the Seine has frozen over yet, but perhaps it will do if things carry on as they are. Today felt decidedly Siberian, what with the temperature hitting -11 in the early morning

I may look a bit stranger than usual, what with being all swaddled up in two great overcoats, a psycho killer ski hat and having to adopt an ungainly penguin gait, but i can tell you that avoiding the dog turd ice floes on the already treacherous pavements has done wonders :

I've developped a nice, six-pack, abs type thing
I've got the most taughtest, pertest of an arse
And i've got nicely toned thighs to boot

Who needs sport - let me waddle on snow and ice !!

Gimme gimme gimme more snow ;@)