I was in London 2 June and I'm sure there were snow showers,
but memory not so good. When I moved to Penistone my
neighbours talked about inches of snow falling that day.

David Mitchell. Langtoft. East Riding.


It was snowing in Wolverhampton at about 7.30am that morning.
I was half a sleep, lying in bed, thinking that I'll have to
get up for school. I heard my Mom shouting that it was
snowing. I was thinking that it was hail. When I looked out
of the bedroom window, I was absolutely gobsmacked.
Joe Egginton

I was living in Wester Ross at the time, and an Australian
cousin had come to visit. I don't think she had ever seen snow
before, and I don't think she was impressed, and I don't think
she believed me, or anyone else we encountered, when we
expressed our astonishment at the unseasonal weather.

Anne