Snow in Jerusalem. Interesting to see they get snow once or twice a winter. We may get an occasional flurry. Ah I can hope, can't I? Not as if the snowdrops opening on my doorstep are any indication of global warming are they?
I inadvertently watched Torchwood and there was no knuckle-biting at how bad the plot was. Although the 1918 Torchwood letters were a very convenient deus ex machina, periodic defrosting of the cryogenically-frozen soldier out for a day trip to Cardiff led to some nice elaboration of Toshiko. Gwen is still hopeless for a copper and Ianto seems to have become Mr. Enigmatic. Jack is still fabulous, gay agenda still being pursued with it's usual heavy handed zeal. Long way before they redeem themselves IMHO.
Now sleep. Mad collation of notes after gym tomorrow post end of project presentation and snark. If I'm lucky, the vultures wanting my time will be circling at a height where they can take my snark about the current way of doing things constructively. Longer update to follow.