Friday, 18 December 2009

Footprints in the Snow



Well I'm late for work, again, on purpose because I'm too lazy to get out of bed. I was up in time, but I just preferred bed. It's not good.

It was nice to open the curtains and see freshly fallen snow. I'm a logical sort of chap, mostly, yet seeing snow covered ground still brings me cheer. It's true what they say about the British; they will complain about all types of weather but they will sell their grandmother for a bit of decent snow. So why don't more Brits holiday in the Arctic instead of Spain? It's a strange paradox.

For lunch today it's cheese (slightly past it's best) and turkey slice sandwiches. Nuked in the works' microwave, which is covered in mould on the inside. A strange phenomenon since microwave kill mould and bacteria. Are there any moulds that are resistant to microwave radiation?

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