Oh well...

My good times were at an end. I couldn't believe how cold it was when I walked up to McDonalds for my 'killing time' cuppa this morning. It nearly turned into a 'killing me' cuppa as the dopey article behind the counter gave me coffee flavoured tea this morning. Bleah!
I was fairly fed up but I didn't have suicidal tendencies and left the deadly brew on the table.

Anyway, I survived the day and even went to the hairdresser after work as I was starting to resemble an old English sheepdog. No rude remarks please!

Track? Well, it goes with the only picture I took today of the still slightly snowy steps into the council house - Stairway to Heaven?