Cyanide & Happiness

I re-discover this every months or so, it always makes me giggle a lot.
Not much happening today I'm sooooo tired, up until late listening to the best man speech. Got to drive to Welwyn Garden City tonight for meal no.1 of 3 at the wedding weekend.

Jerusalem

Went to Jerusalem last night, the bar not the city. It's on Rathbone Street down some fire escape stairs and through giant huge wooden doors. We crashed an office Christmas party. It was great, 80's disco, gold paper crowns from the crackers, fat old guys trying to dance with anything that moved and had lady lumps.
Very festive, lots of lights and red decorations. Drank too much Vodka and Ginger Beer, skipped home singing 'All I want for Christmas is you'.
Forgot to take pictures :)

Ten reasons why snow is great

1. The whole London transport system shuts down - meaning even if you live just a few miles from your place of work you can legitimately claim you are unable to make it in until after lunch
2. Snow makes you look great, all pink cheeks and bright eyes
3. Snowball fights
4. Poor attempts and making iglu's, as a child this was my main motivation for playing in the snow
5. Snow men
6. Makes everything look beautiful.

This is the scrap of filthy rubbish strewn land bordering the Catford train stations, even with just frost it almost looks lovely



7. Ice Skating, if you try and skate on an ice skating rink in London at any other time than when it's been snowing you end up skating on 2cm of water with ice underneath - which if your clumsy like me is very messy!
8. Snow gives me the excuse to wear mittens as I find they keey my hands warm when mucking about with snow
9. The stunning crunch sound as you walk, one of the best sounds ever. Fact
10. Snow gives us the excuse to act like a child and it's OK, snow angles, roly poly's and running and jumping in massive snow piles!

Freezing!

It's gotten cold, finally winter is here. I hope it snows. I skidded to work this morning, looks like I wasn't the only one!



That's someone's wall. When I walked past the car I was able to peer inside, both airbags had gone off, I've never seen airbags before they were a pinkish colour, I expected them to be made from something white and silky, not sure why!

Denim Dungarees

I saw this man, a grown up, wearing denim dungarees!

I thought only babies and small children modeled this line of hideous fashion!