Dear Clouds

I have been asked to write to you by a good friend of mine, Clodagh.  She is stuck in Brussels at the moment due to the copious amounts of snow you're erm, showering upon us.
Whilst I have to say I love snow and I love the way it makes everything all clean and gorgeous and makes, in some bizarre way, my garden look unbelievably big.  Oh, I also love how it makes people really nice to each other and helpful and more friendly than usual but, I digress, I have to ask you something.
Please, please hold off on the snow a while longer.  If you can 'cos my mate and her hubbie want to come home for Christmas.
But they can't because planes are frozen and having their wings defrosted by huge hairdryer type things and all the de-icer needed by the Belgian airport people is being used by the French airport people and . . . she really wants to come home.  THEY really want to come home.
As my last email to customer services got my shopping delivered I'd be really grateful Cloud Inc. if you could just hold off on another beautiful display of snowflakes for a day or so.  Just to let all those people who want to get home actually get home.
Thanks,
Niamhxxx