IT'S ME.
It's also CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS.
It's fairly common knowledge that I love Christmas, even if it's been a bit exhausting this year due to much of my Christmassyness being used up two weeks early in Winchester (there was much running around getting the Uni Chapel in a fit state for carol services. But worth it; our music ( Read more... )

Why can't TV be this fantastic all year round? I mean, don't get me wrong, 2010 has given us some spellbinding programmes to treasure, but all in all, consistency of quality has been all over the map: for every Ashes to Ashes an Identity, for every First Men in the Moon a Dive.

But, as always, the Christmas season and the promise of massive ( Read more... )

Well, I'll say this for Winchester. When it snows, it flipping snows. Five inches! That's almost a decent depth! Well, for snow, anyway, It'd be a rubbish depth for, say, a bath.
Anyway, apparently the police have declared that only essential travel must be made today, and thusly the University is closed, and I get to make pointless livejournal ( Read more... )