Woman walking through snow, Royal Pavilion, Brighton. (Telegraph, Times)
I love the snow. As long as I have all the right gear to work in it.
The winter of 2009 I had heard that we were due a good dose of the white stuff in February so had invested in a fab pair of snowboarding trousers and a pair of snow spikes, lightweight crampons which slip over a pair of decent boots.
This of course was in addition to my usual array of outdoor clothing which is extensive. You cant work if you are wet and cold.
The night before the snow was due I was watching the skies and was sad enough to get up during the night to check the weather. At 4am it started snowing and by 5am I was fully kitted out and off wandering around Brighton.
To my delight the snow spikes let me walk up and down the steep hills around my flat with ease. But I wasn’t getting anything real good in terms of photographs.
There were a lot of very stupid people trying to drive ordinary cars in extra ordinary conditions but once you have seen one dented car you have seen the lot.
As dawn started to break i tramped down to the Royal Pavilion and to my delight found that the snow had transformed the gardens into what a friend of mine later described as Narnia.
I took some standard shots of the gardens with the snow covered turrets of the Pavilion in the background but needed someone to walk into shot to give it the human touch.
And within two minutes a young woman did. Result was publication in the nationals the next day along with about seven or eight other snow shots.
