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Comically Cold in Oxford

When I went to Oxford a few days ago, it was dark when I got up.

It was dark when I got to the underground.

It was dark when I got to Paddington.

By the time the train was heading past Ealing Broadway, the sun was starting to come up, revealing a mildly snowed on landscape of frost and maybe a centimetre or so of ice and crunch, an experience made slightly less enjoyable by the fact there was no heating on the train.  By the time I got to Oxford, it was starting to snow, but I figured, it’s just snow, it’s not going to affect things…

By time I was heading back to London from Oxford, however, the skies had produced an effect, something like this…