My ice definitely had that ‘wow’ factor this morning. Two buckets of water over my windscreen and still there were rogue icebergs refusing to budge. If I lived in the Seven Kingdoms this would totally be a sign that the long winter was coming from the north. Alas, I haven’t even watched season 2 of Game of Thrones yet {I die!} so I’m quite sure that here in NZ it just means that a southerly is upon us. How boring.