I woke early to a strange silence (if that makes sense): none of the pre-dawn sounds could be heard. The forecast had been right and outside everything was blanketed in the biggest snowfall in the city for 18 years. According to the radio, London was shutting down…except for two underground lines, one of which was mine. Seizing the opportunity to get to Regent’s Park for an hour before work, I walked the traffic-free mile to the tube and although the journey took a staggering hour-and-a-half, I arrived in the park to pristine snow cover before others would later arrive and compact it. It was cloudy, so it was difficult to get a sparkle in the shots but I’ll try again tomorrow as clearer skies are predicted.