Let it snow!

My school under the snow.  Very picturesque I know.  I can even add that the smell of burning log fires lingered in the air, obviously not emanating from the school but from the surrounding houses.  And I was welcomed by a little birdy, a robin to be precise.  Poor darling was throwing itself rather majestically against the windows in a feeble attempt to escape.  I opened all the windows but it was terrified and kept hiding in all the nooks and crannies of my classroom.  The Head turned up 20 minutes later and funnily enough, it flew straight out quicker than you could say robin on holly and ivy.