During the heaviest of the snowfalls in January, I couldn’t resist running outside to take a few photos. I’d forgotten how wet snow is, I literally just grabbed the camera & ran outside, & had to hide it under my jumper to stop it getting soaked. I’m lucky to have a very pretty part of London on my doorstep, and it was nice to get out & shoot something different from my usual glamour. It’s hardly Game of Thrones levels of wintriness, but still very pretty.

Mind you, my house looks out over a graveyard, so come the zombie apocalypse I’ll be the first to go. Are zombies good at climbing?