The snow outside my window at work is falling vertically... straight upwards. I am now keeping my eye open for a mouse chasing a cat, a cheese eating a rat, and a hare chasing a hound twenty miles above the ground... and I certainly don't dare try dropping an apple, just in case. The End Days are here.

In the last few days, I've started seeing the first flowers of spring - primroses and teeny daffodils, valiantly contending with the universal quagmire that the world has become. This feels to me All Wrong. Surely the snowdrops ought to come first, but there are no signs of them yet, nor of crocuses. How goes the spring in other parts of the

The light was failing as I walked home from work, but I did what I could.

( Snowy graves and their snowy guardian )

It's a scandal! A rogue decorator has come in overnight and painted the ceiling of the world outside my house. It's all blue! BLUE! And they seem to have fitted a huge bright light that's totally ruining the normal subdued grey lighting. Even worse, in the course of all this unauthorised decorating they seem to have entirely broken the sprinkler ( Read more... )

This weekend, I will be camping in a field quagmire, dancing in a field swamp while wearing clogs wellies, and serving beer in a beer tent floating on the mire.

Aint summer wonderful?

We're going camping this weekend! Yay for us! Yup, we're going camping in a field near Salisbury, on the day that some newspaper or other was shouting on its front page about EIGHTY MILE AN HOUR WINDS! and THREE MONTHS OF RAIN IN THREE DAYS! The plan is to have a nice little barbecue outside our tents tomorrow night, to dance around Salisbury on ( Read more... )

With the ferries cancelled or badly delayed, and hideous queues on all the roads around all three ferry ports, and public transport operators all waily and mis-spelled on Twitter, it is easy to forget the plight of the single motorist ( Read more... )

Yesterday I saw three topless men in Newport town centre. (One bare chest doesn't make a summer, but three...?) Today I saw a woman in a bikini on the tiny ridge of shingle that counts as a beach in Cowes, as well as loads of young girls in swimming costumes. The queues for the ice-cream booths were enormous, and the beach huts were full, ( Read more... )

I am feeling quite drained from being so cold all the time. I do like crisp cold weather, especially days like today, which was icy cold but gloriously sunny all day. (It's just a shame I was at work all day, since today would have been great weather for a walk-with-camera.) I like being outside walking briskly in cold weather, but I'm getting fed ( Read more... )

The weather was very odd earlier today. After a wild morning, everything peaked into a near apocalypse just before midday. We all rushed to the windows to marvel at the rain so heavy and windblown that it was more like a snow blizzard, and to nervously eye the large row of conifers that looked on the point of falling over on top of us. Then, as if ( Read more... )