It's Frosty, Man

November 14th and it's the first frost of the winter here in North London. The first scraper of the year normally crops up toward the end of October; what odds that cold winter we were forecast?

Even that's a disappointing forecast mind. The boards for the Express & Star were trumpeting the coldest winter for years forecast a few weeks back. It turns out the met office have been saying that there is a 65% chance of the winter being very cold.

Hmm... that'll be 50/50 then, seasonally adjusted. It might be chilly, it might not. Great forecast.

It's Frosty, Man

November 14th and it's the first frost of the winter here in North London. The first scraper of the year normally crops up toward the end of October; what odds that cold winter we were forecast?

Even that's a disappointing forecast mind. The boards for the Express & Star were trumpeting the coldest winter for years forecast a few weeks back. It turns out the met office have been saying that there is a 65% chance of the winter being very cold.

Hmm... that'll be 50/50 then, seasonally adjusted. It might be chilly, it might not. Great forecast.

Eyes like piss holes in the snow

It's my own stupid fault. I should have gone to bed much earlier last night, but I was determined to get a first draft character sheet done and emailed off.

Of course, once that was done, which was quite late enough, thank you, I should maybe have gone to bed then and there instead of recording and transferring a couple of CDs to my Walkman.

My eyes feel red from the inside. I dread to think what they look like from the outside. In the meantime I just yawned so hard that I almost dislocated my jaw. If my eyes water like that again, I can see myself shorting out the keyboard.

Home early tonight, me thinks.

Eyes like piss holes in the snow

It's my own stupid fault. I should have gone to bed much earlier last night, but I was determined to get a first draft character sheet done and emailed off.

Of course, once that was done, which was quite late enough, thank you, I should maybe have gone to bed then and there instead of recording and transferring a couple of CDs to my Walkman.

My eyes feel red from the inside. I dread to think what they look like from the outside. In the meantime I just yawned so hard that I almost dislocated my jaw. If my eyes water like that again, I can see myself shorting out the keyboard.

Home early tonight, me thinks.