snow + British transport = FAIL

Well, that was a mistake...

Get to train station (trudging through unmarked snow is a tad odd - just me and the paperboy's cycle tracks), train turns up at 8, which isn't bad, so I decide to chance it. Get to Reading, take a look at the board and decide that staying on the stopper is less risky.

STUPID.

Get to Slough without a problem, then after Slough, we move about ten yards every 20 mins. On that train for two hours. No heating. whilst the fast trains speed past us. Everyone sighing about 'Dammit, Canadian trains run in all weathers!'

And of course, central london is utterly buggered (I have no idea why - the buses out here are running, I got passed by a Wallingford bus on the way to Tilehurst at 7:20). So we all turn round and get on the 10:23 out of Paddington. Get home at 12:10 mins ago and log on.

I'll admit the snow is rather nice when you're walking through it on your own speed. Just not stuck on a train with no heating going nowhere.

no actors near my workflow!

Yes, you, Naoki Mori.

Being one letter off a Torchwood actor is no excuse.

So, you'll be joining Dr Frankenstein, Dr Biro, Dr James Kirk (middle name... Scott, sadly) and the others... Yup, the only names that set us giggling are actors, famous people or fictional. Too much international exposure removes all sense of humour about names. Sole exception being Dr. Pfister.

Got that weird recovering-from cold feeling wherein head is a bit groggy.

Oh, and started posting the nano up at darkisrising - only three months late. Overly wordy, and almost certainly repeats itself due to being written out of order and then put into order for posting.

snow? yis.

Snow day photos, including me going 'ooooo'. Also included : proof that i live on the edge of cliche English countryside, a very not gruntled cow, one beagle and these weird little 7' snowmen that kept appearing anywhere I'd been. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THEY CAME FROM, FLIST.

Vaguely disgruntled that there wasn't enough snow for me to do a Calvin and Hobbes. Damn you, Bill Watterson. I've wanted to do sick and twisted snowmen ever since I read my first one, and I have to live in the south of England....

:ponders: perhaps if the weather is like this tomorrow, I can have a busy hour or so pre-starting work making it in miniature to disturb commuters and schoolchildren. Oh yes.

Had a good cry about life the universe and everything. Feeling better.