It is cold. -6 degrees celsius (that's 21.2 degrees fahrenheit) to be exact. As a result, Nick is wearing socks on his hands a la Jeff Hardy (I've threatened to get some brightly coloured fabric dyes and paint stripes on them) and Jelli, once she's on our laps or in fact anywhere where there's a duvet or chance for warmth, refuses to move. She's ( Read more... )

Two days ago, I woke up to heavy snow falling and about two inches already on the ground. There had been no weather warnings for the snow ( Read more... )

It is cold here. Too cold to do very much but complain about the cold, as is the British tradition ( Read more... )

- I'm now 29. Got Supernatural season 3 (Dean is still such a woobie!),the complete set of American Gothic and a month's subscription to Warhammer Online from Nick; a box of Lush stuff from my brother and nieces (Rachael now has pillar box red hair. I approve!); and two of those Scraperfoil kits and a bar of chocolate from Nick's mother ( Read more... )

I was going to post about things like the weather and one of my new all-time favourite movies here, but instead I have to go to the local A&E with Nick now, because Nick's hay fever has gotten him so bad that one of his eyes (yes, the actual eyeball) has swollen up (along with the rest of the surrounding area) and currently looks like he has a huge ( Read more... )

Apparently, I have a typing speed of 15300 ksph (that's keystrokes per hour) or 51 words a minute. Although it goes down to 42 words per minute when you factor in typos ( Read more... )

You. Fucking. Bastard.

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A man from the Water Board has just been driving up and down the street with a loudspeaker announcing that the water is going to be cut off so that they can effect emergency repairs. I'm betting that these repairs are probably a burst pipe or something after last night's snowfall (which has thankfully melted now) and freezing temperatures ( Read more... )

Aaaahhhh! Snow!