I left something out of my tube rant yesterday; 'adverse' weather conditions, as they call it, closes down the tube too. Snow seems to have the worst impact.

Yesterday London got a heap more snow. It snowed on and off all day in a blizzard like fashion, then more again overnight with temperatures down to -6c (wind-chill -16c). London can not cope with a couple of inches* of snow and life is bought to a crawl.

Now is a good time to let you know about life on the tube in London. This week life on 'the Tube', the London Underground, particularly sucks. As you may have heard, last weekend a motor fell off of a tube train on the Central line at the Chancery Lane station (near where I work, and I sometimes catch this train at this station). It made quite a mess and caused a big controversy. The Central line runs right through the middle of London and is one of the busiest lines there is.

I don't like the Central line anyway. The trains have tiny carriages, like metal tubes, which they have to be to fit into the ancient tunnels, built in the olden days when people were shorter. In it's stations, like in all the old underground stations, the ventilation is poor and the air is thick and hazy with pollution.

We had a busy Australia Day weekend in London. It's amazing how big Oz Day is in London. Ausie pubs, such as the Walkabout chain, all put on big events, and there are probably a few dozen pubs and bars in London who all put on something over the weekend, catering for the large Aussie population here.

I think I saw more Aussie flags and patriotism on the weekend than I did at the Sydney Olympics. Lots of VB, meat pies and BBQ'd snags were consumed by people wearing tank tops, Aussie flag tattos and hats made out of VB cartons. Pubs were even selling Cherry Ripes and Twisties.

You really realise how good Australia is when you leave to live somewhere else. Australia Day here is a celebration of that.

This morning as I waited on the tube platform it began to snow. Now I'm at work and the snow is coming down in big fat, fluffy flakes and everything outside is getting well covered. Our office has a glass ceiling, which is great for snow gazing, though the accumulation is starting to obscure the view.

Aimee and friends, Regents Park.