Today's snow reminds me of my first job as a cub reporter. I was standing outside the Winter Gardens in Blackpool, freezing to the spot, when I caught sight of the Press Officer.
'Mr Davies!' I yelled. 'Have you got a minute?'
'Not now,' he said, brushing me aside, 'I'm waiting for the chap from the Gazette.'
'I am the chap from the Gazette,' I replied, smiling sweetly.
Those were the days......
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