Pretty Damn Cold
Yes, God help us - another cold snap has descended on the UK. When I first heard about the second very cold spell of this (very cold) winter heading our way I was none too pleased. Now it’s arrived, my spirits have sunk even further. Despite being a timber-framed house and being by far the most modern I’ve lived in for the past few years, it’s also easily the coldest.
We’ve actually escaped quite lightly from the snow – so far, anyway. Still, there was enough for my girlfriend to give her customary shriek of delight this morning on seeing snow outside, though her mood dampened when she remembered she had to go to work. I’m meant to be in the city all day tomorrow for my dreaded ‘alternate Tuesday schedule’ – 3 seminars and a lecture, though with more snow predicted for tonight, I’m hoping I’m not going to have too much of a time of it trying to get in tomorrow morning.
In the meantime, I’ve barricaded myself in my office with enough layers of clothing on to challenge even the Michelin Man’s considerable girth while I try to absorb as much of the heat given off by my PC as possible. Having given my IT law preparation rather cursory attention, I now have my competition law textbook to wade through. Oh joy.
And just to compound my misery even further, Dyno-Rod have turned up to pump the drains across the street in a very noisy manner!