I should kick you right on down the stairs, set upon you with two bloody hands.

When I'm walking in the snow I like to look down at the footprints of previous walkers and silently mock those who were silly enough not to wear sensible shoes.

My favourite part is where you get to the skid marks and the large misshapen snow angel that often follows.

In all seriousness though, take care of yourselves guys. The ice out there is evil and will kill you given the opportunity.

A little bit of Natalie Cole, anyone?