I'm a teacher in a secondary school in London. God, it was hard work today. You can't let the kids throw snowballs because there's always the chance that it'll escalate into a punch up or someone will lose an eye. Trying to teach them bloody Shakespeare this afternoon was like having teeth pulled. Every question was like 'Miss, will it snow tonight?', 'Miss, will there be school on Monday?'.
I'm in a private school so it's so much easier for me than for others but you feel like a proper cock, stopping kiddies enjoying the best fun that there is ( slamming snowballs into people's faces) - f*** I love snow