I was a postman in Streatham, South west London at the time, I remember that December as an absolute nightmare. A bus that was stuck in Streatham High Rd for at least 12 hours, I presume because of frozen diesel rather than the snow depth. Colleagues breaking limbs after days and nights of snow, frost, snow, frost etc When out delivering, spending more time on my backside than on my feet! I also remember walking back from Green Lane in Norbury past Streatham Common with the most incredible wind chill I have ever felt in my life. When I finally managed to get back to the sorting office some 30-40 minutes later, a colleague looked at me, burst out laughing and exclaimed, "what is up with your face"? I immediately ran up to the changing rooms, looked in a mirror and the right hand side of my face had a sort of white frozen frosty look to it, yet the left hand side was bright red! I think I was actually frozen!! As much as I love the cold and snow, I am really not sure whether I would like to experience that again.