I love snow ! - especially on a Sunday.
We get the thermals and sledge out, then an hours sledging, snowball fights and building snowmen. When the toes and fingers are numb with cold, short treck across the fields to the pub , for a couple of pints of Timothy Taylors or Theakstons in front of the open fire and then back home for the roast lamb that's been on a low heat cooking whilst we've been out.
Magical!!
To quote Billy Connelly:
"there's no such thing as bad weather - just wrong clothes."