Can some snow fan explain to me the excitement of snow, for an adult at least? What I experienced was every bus in my city being cancelled, leaving lots of people including myself stranded in the town centre and having to take a long walk home past loads of gridlocked cars, being freezing cold, soaking wet, dodging snowballs from chavs and trying to keep from falling over for the two hour walk, not to mention ridiculously aching legs this morning and a very slow bus journey to work. I can't wait for the snow to melt away and never return.