原文寫於 2026年1月9日｜英國初雪夜

有時玩都要講時機。

我同Jason兩母子嗰晚一邊打邊爐，一邊坐喺窗邊等落雪。早幾日已經收到天氣預報，話英國會迎來今年第一場雪。我哋住喺英國中部，唔似北面嘅曼徹斯特咁容易見到雪景，通常都係曼城先落雪，之後先輪到我哋。有時雪勢唔夠大，落到北面就停咗，所以每次等初雪都有種開獎嘅感覺。

打完邊爐冇耐，窗外終於開始飄起雪花。差不多到午夜十二點，屋企個個都瞓晒，我同Jason對望一眼，唔使講出口已經明白大家諗緊乜。

於是，我哋偷偷着好外套，衝咗出門口。

英國嗰年冬天落咗一場好靚嘅雪。街燈映照住漫天飄落嘅雪花，整條街都靜靜地，彷彿全世界只剩下我哋兩母子同呢場雪。

Jason第一時間撻落地下整雪天使，而我就企喺旁邊一路笑一路影相。之後我哋仲喺停車場門口堆咗兩個大雪人，忙咗好耐都唔捨得返屋企。明明凍到手指都僵晒，但心裡面卻興奮得好似小朋友一樣。

後來回想起來，原來最快樂嘅回憶，未必係去咗幾遠旅行，亦未必係做咗幾轟動嘅事情。

有時幸福就係咁簡單。

某個平凡嘅冬夜，兩母子因為等到一場雪，就開心得好似擁有咗全世界一樣。❄️🌿

03 | Snow Angels at Midnight

Originally written on January 9, 2026 | First Snowfall in England

Sometimes, timing is everything.

That evening, Jason and I sat by the window enjoying a hot pot dinner while waiting for the snow to arrive. The weather forecast had been predicting the first snowfall of the year for several days, and we were both excited.

Living in the Midlands of England, we don’t get snow as often as some northern cities. Manchester usually sees the first snowfall before we do, and if the snowfall isn’t heavy enough, it sometimes never reaches our area at all. So every year, waiting for the first snow feels a little like waiting for a winning lottery ticket.

Not long after dinner, we finally saw snowflakes drifting past the window.

By almost midnight, everyone else in the house was asleep. Jason and I looked at each other, and without saying a word, we both knew exactly what the other was thinking.

We bundled up in our coats and quietly slipped outside.

The snowfall that night was beautiful. Under the glow of the streetlights, the snowflakes danced through the darkness, and the whole neighborhood felt peaceful and still, as if the world belonged only to us for a little while.

Jason immediately threw himself onto the ground to make a snow angel while I stood nearby laughing and taking photos. Later, we built two large snowmen at the entrance to the car park and stayed outside far longer than we should have. Our hands were freezing, but neither of us wanted to go back inside.

Looking back, I realize that some of life’s happiest memories aren’t created on expensive holidays or during extraordinary moments.

Sometimes happiness is much simpler than that.

Sometimes it is just a mother and her son, standing in the middle of a snowy midnight street, feeling as excited as little children because they finally got to see the year’s first snowfall. ❄️🌿