Leaving aside the grey, rainy November that is waaay ahead of schedule this week, last weekend the sun was shining and summer seemed forthcoming.
Which is why, while today we wouldn’t be surprised to get caught in the middle of a snowstorm, when everyone saw one in Old Street on Friday and Saturday (while the sun was shining) the reaction was definitely more surprised.
While walking from Hoxton square to Old Street, the air was filled with white, light flakes. Took us a bit to realise what it was: is it pollen from the trees? Is it cotton? Is it… snow?
Kinda.
Passing through the people who were dancing and walking in the white storm, everything got clearer when we reached the 333Mothers: from a window, a big fan was blowing tons of something that we believe to be soap foam on the street.
And the blizzard went on and on, even throughout Saturday night.
Why? Who? These are questions we’re trying to answer. The purpose of this crazy, interesting idea is (yet) unknown for us: all we know is that dancing in the snow in 20-something degrees was a fun and definitely unexpected experience.
You unknown snow-maker, show yourself!
And if you were there when the “storm” happened, and took any pictures you want people to see, just share it with us!
