Frost

We're still working our way through Season One of 'The Killing', which I keep getting confused with the Jo Nesbo I'm reading, and now even the weather's gone all Scandanavian on me. The car wouldn't start, the bus was late and everything seemed to conspire to make me stand around in the cold this morning, stamping my feet and wearing a stupid hat... Luckily I got some printing done this afternoon and listened to classic seventies rock, too loud: Thin Lizzy, The James Gang and, erm, Killdozer - aah, now that's better...!