Fed up now...

[Sysman]

A bit of a bad start today.

Cable company have mucked around with the radio channels so my wake up music was Radio 1Xtra instead of R6.

Ye gods, a right pair of irritating types were babbling away.

Incessantly.

And I had to get out of bed and switch the telly on to work out what had happened.

Yours,

Grumpy.

[Sysman]

And the add to the grey, it's raining.

Fed up.

[Sysman]

Morning.

Grey grey grey.

But warmer.

Switched the heating down a couple of notches, which probably means there'll probably be a cold snap before I return home tonight.

[zeitghost]

ZeitFather fainted outside Barclays in Neath.

ZeitFather (plus ZeitMother) in A&E in Morriston from about 2pm.

Me in A&E from about 5 until 7, and 9 until 2 a.m.

Car in Safeways carpark from 12:30 until 7pm.

Spoke to nice lady & hope to avoid fine.

Couldn't figure out the interlocks on the gearbox so couldn't get it out of park to go back to Morriston.

Read book this morning.

Problem solved.

Back to A&E sometime today.

Can't have mot on Fiat until Monday.

Back in work on Monday.

I have such wonderful "holidays".

The shape of things to come.

ZeitFather returned from A&E at Morriston.

Spent night on trolley in A&E on heart monitor.

Extra two pills to take to add to the others.

Parked on double yellows outside entrance using magick blue badge thingie.

[Bunk]

Morning.

Grey.

Dark.

Dank.

Windy.

Dreadful.

Dire.

Cold.

Train on time at 3 minutes late.

Zero blindpersons.

Hill steep.

Skool in view.

But, bestest of all, thank flipper it's Friday.

I'm getting a bit concerned for the blindperson Zeity. When did you last see them?

[Bunk]

Oooh chilly

Foggy

No sign of the Shard, I'm sure it's still there though

Bitter

Windy, was howling last night

No snow. Yet.

Friday

[Sysman]

'twas briefly sunny with blue skies earlier on.

Managed to make it to within yards of home just as the rain started.

Before I had even got my door keys out, it had turned to hail.

April showers, just a wee bit early.

[tranceporter]

Still Wet, Grey and Cold here in Central London.

[Sysman]

Wet.

Grey.

Cold.

[Sysman]

Foul, much like normal.

That reminds me of ICI Wilton where I turned down a contract because I didn't fancy the commute in the winter months. Should have found myself a nice B&B instead of worrying about that.

If the fire alarms had ever gone off your best bet was probably to work out which direction the wind was blowing and head upwind, sharpish.