Black, ice, Monday

a strange old day. knew when i woke from snooze last night that Monday would be a long day, given the snowfall outside.

was out walking with Pete in the snow at half six. am on the bus at 8.20am as the beamer (like most folk) don't like snow. glad i downloaded some new tunes last night, which i enjoyed on the bus journey into town. love those moments when you're travelling and you're playing your ipod and the tunes are like a soundtrack to the movie being filmed by your eyes!

eventually into work, wishing i'd not worn my woolly hat (had hat hair).

the snow continued to pour down, flakes getting larger by the hour.

a couple of meetings, lunch (nice soup), not venturing outside in this.

afternoon done, and the thought of an hour long bus journey home standing up, doesn't excite me.

picked the boy up from mums, he's whacked after an extra long day playing with Ted.