The weather up here is getting on my nerves now. I thought that by the time I would be going back to work all this white stuff would have disappeared. But it doesn't look as if it's going to thaw out any time this decade. I may be forced to dig the bloody car out of the drive tomorrow in time for Tuesday, however the fact that it hasn't even been turned over for a fortnight in these sub zero temperatures may provide other problems.
Still, I'm not going to think about it again until tomorrow. I think that a mug of hot Ribena is called for and just sit here for a while enjoying the silence. No more shaking of hands, wishing people I hardly know a happy New Year or making of idle chit chat to do. Absolute bliss.
After the silence, something a bit special. I've posted this before but for anybody who missed it and just because it has been running through my head for the last couple of days.
Orchestra JB - Come Alive
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Much the same here in Yorkshire drew. Snow chains and crampons a-gogo.
Although the cold has been thawed appreciably this afternoon thanks to Leeds beating Man Utd. The city is banging - as the heads will be tomorrow I suspect. The weather will be a perfect excuse for those unable to move due to Cup Fever.
Always carry a shovel and a bar of Kendal Mint Cake ... even if travelling by public transport.
What a marvellous grump. I'm quite jealous.
on yerselves, Leeds.
Ctel - I have striven to turn grumpiness into an art form, or so the better half says.
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