orrible out there!

What a horrible day it is out there. Orrible. I’m sat warm and cosy by the fire in the front room. No way am I going to check out the Christmas Market in this weather. I will make it as far as the Star – meeting Terry at 4.30 for a couple. Maybe three…

All is quiet in the house. Offspring and partners are either chillin upstairs or out satisfying a masochistic urge to get cold and wet walking around the market.

In the kitchen the wireless is playing the Wolves v Liverpool match. Chelski lost earlier against West Hayme or however it is pronounced dahn there. Fwiw.

Darkness is descending. WIth a little luck the temperature is also going to plummet as I have 8 bags of ice in a plastic bucket out the back and I don’t want them to melt before their time. 

In an ideal world they wouldn’t melt at all but having studied physics in my younger days I know this is not going to happen. Certainly not in our house. If we lived in an  igloo on the Arctic ice shelf it might be a different story but were that the case I wouldn’t have had to buy the ice from Waitrose. Also I doubt there is a Waitrose anywhere near the Artic ice shelf. 

The other issue with line of reasoning is that the Artic ice shelf may not be there for too much longer which is a concern obvs.

Gotta go. Have to bring some dead trees in before I head for the pub.

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