We don't seem to get "proper" snow here, where I live, these days. I'm not very far from Warrington, where I work, and if we get any at all it tends to be about an inch which promptly freezes, solid, and brings Warrington to a standstill. The road I live on is quite steep, with a nice bend at the bottom. It can be such fun going down it early in a morning when it's iced up and lined with parked cars.
The last really heavy and longlasting snowfall we had was nearly 20 years ago. My grandson is 19 and he has hardly ever used a sledge in his life and my 5 year old granddaughter thinks it only snows where Pingu lives. I quite like snow when it's fresh and crisp. I hate it when it turns to slush and freezes.
In the 1960s we lived in Whitby, N. Yorks. Every Winter we got cut off from the rest of civilization for at least a few days and once we also had no electric power for 3 days. That was the year there were mini ice-bergs on the sea. 
. I've gone "soft" since then (you had to be hardy, there, or you didn't survive) but I wouldn't mind a few inches of snow on Monday - I keep getting this urge to build a snowman.........