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White Christmas

The news on the radio this morning says that we are (almost) guaranteed a white Christmas for 2010. I’m in two minds if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

As a parent of an excitable 4 year old it’s great. I can’t think of many things better than making snowmen with my family. I can’t wait to go sledging!

The adult in me says bar humbug, it’s cold, it’s wet and it’s cold. Plus my Amazon deliveries are taking much longer than usual. I don’t like it! It was -15C here last week and that’s as cold as my freezer. Global warming has a lot to live up to I tell you. The roads become death traps and my local council had deemed virtually every road I use as a non-priority, i.e. no need to grit. Despite all this I still have to go to work (although many colleagues who live closer think they don’t have to!)

In general I’m much more a summer person than a winter person. I need to see if I still have enough points to emigrate to Oz!

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Winter, cold and clouds

Well it’s winter… again. I was rather looking forward to the dark nights so I could get a little bit of astronomy done but I don’t think I’ve seen a clear night yet. I did spot Orion one evening driving home from a restaurant but by the time I had got home the clouds had returned (and the wine probably wouldn’t have helped proceedings either!)

All in all it’s been a rather wet and dismal winter so far as we are only just beginning. It’s bound to get worse; in fact I’m being regaled by colleagues of tales of snow coming, who I’m sure only tell me these things to make me feel worse.

Whilst I’m feeling glum the thought occurs that I may be a victim of seasonal affective disorder. Perhaps something to look into. Either a bit of winter sun or failing that a sunlight lamp perhaps. I wonder if I could get either through company expenses?