I remember that winter quite well even though I was only 12. I was living near Winchester at the time and it was a frustrating month (where I lived at least) because it was dastardly cold but with very little snow. We had maybe 2-3 cm from a front from the east to kick things off then about 3 weeks of endless grey skies, bitter winds and just the odd light flurry. The problem was that the winds were just too south-easterly orientated, coming off a very cold but dry continent. With daily maxes close to zero and very low dew points the initial snowfall barely melted but was never really added to expect for a couple more cm right at the end during the breakdown.