It was pretty cold Monday. I did 5 visits by 2pm walking around the south of the borough. Yesterday woke up to see no promised snow. Walked to work as the buses were rammed that was also pretty cold. Had several meetings and visits and got snowed on a bit.
Woke up to a lovely site of snow in the carpark. Managed to get into work early on the bus. But walked though a strong flurry of snow and looked like a snow woman by time I got to the venue. Walked down the high st trying not to slip up and another walk though a large flurry of snow on the way home and wondered if tomorrow I can just work from home with the underfloor heating. I’ve had enough of it now.
It’s a tough life…been fighting pensioners all day for squatter’s rights over sunloungers with towells on. My comment of, “I didn’t know there were so many Germans onboard” didn’t go down too well.
24C sandstorm and probably more showers today. You have weird airstream bringing this crap to you, much in the way we do. We’ve caught the outer edges of the Indian Monsoon, anyone who has been in the US after a former Hurricane / Tropical Storm passes over knows that feeling of heavy humid air that we have now.
Fuck. Two days of taking the piss out of the troops for whinging about the snow and I could be snowed in. Hopefully the Ayatollahs landie will get me up the hill.
Looks like I am heading off out to do multiple visits. damn the people who grit roads and sort the transport running in London. Just let us have a snow day.