I want to go back to bed

Today’s weather has achieved perfection. This is not to say that it is good weather, or that I would want to wander around basking in tee shirt and shorts¹. It is not warm. Equally, it has been colder, wetter, foggier and such. But nonetheless, the weather is perfect of its type.

The chilly/damp balance has achieved equilibrium: with no discernible breeze, the atmosphere has managed to produce the clammy coolness that infiltrates the pores of your skin and then clutches the bones, fingers into the marrow. Normal winter clothing does not keep you warm on days like this.

¹Let’s face it, no one wants that.

I want to go back to bed

Today’s weather has achieved perfection. This is not to say that it is good weather, or that I would want to wander around basking in tee shirt and shorts¹. It is not warm. Equally, it has been colder, wetter, foggier and such. But nonetheless, the weather is perfect of its type.

The chilly/damp balance has achieved equilibrium: with no discernible breeze, the atmosphere has managed to produce the clammy coolness that infiltrates the pores of your skin and then clutches the bones, fingers into the marrow. Normal winter clothing does not keep you warm on days like this.

¹Let’s face it, no one wants that.

Galactica

I have just watched the week before last's Galactica, and a little later I shall watch last Friday's episode.

Ah, but it's leapt out of the slough it seemed to be sliding in to. It's back.

Good stuff. You should watch it. No, really.

Galactica

I have just watched the week before last's Galactica, and a little later I shall watch last Friday's episode.

Ah, but it's leapt out of the slough it seemed to be sliding in to. It's back.

Good stuff. You should watch it. No, really.