I Came, I Saw, I Suffered Immensely
“Excuse me,” says my new neighbour as I lock up, shivering in the night air. “Do you live here?”
I squint through the glare of the front yard light while my mind explores what else I could possibly be, locking a front door behind me at 10pm. A very confused burglar? A very clever burglar? (more…)
Every year, either on Christmas Day or Boxing Day, I wrap up well and head outdoors, to listen to the absence of everyone.
This year it was easy. Instead of going back to visit my Ma as is traditional, I’ve spent it in York. Her pipes are frozen (I mean that literally, not indelicately) and her house is on emergency water rationing, so we decided I’d be imposing, and Christmas be damned. So apart from seeing friends, I’ve spent it doing a little work, finishing reading 4 books (so far), scribbling furious plans for world domination (and doodling tanks in the margins – that’s never a good sign), drinking a little whisky when it gets too cold, doing as little online as I could possibly get away with…and going for a long, quiet walk. (more…)
…after a week of being snowed under.
In both senses.
Snapped hurriedly as I crunched my way to work this morning.
Note: it hasn’t snowed since Wednesday. It’s very cold.
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In other news, despite my recent uncertainty and hand-wringing…it seems I *do* have a travel blog.
Well, that’s me told.
(And by the best, too. Consider me floored).
