A Walford wonderland!
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! Albert Square hasn't escaped the dump of the 'ol white stuff.... it's sooooo cold! But, who cares about shivering and numb, runny noses when it looks so darn preeetttttyyyy!?
I bet strapped-for-cash Max Branning is suffering in his gaff though... let's hope he managed to pay his heating bill. And look at the Slaters' abode... I bet Big Mo's dodgy business is thriving... kettles, irons, toasters. Love it.
*Brrrrrrrrrr* Shiver me timbers. Two of Walfords' greatest institutions... The Queen Vic drinking hole gathers punters who laugh, cry, fight (and murder), and Walford East is where many a teary, screwed up face exits. I bet they've closed the station... what with train delays in this weather... they may aswell.