Friday, 1 January 2010


Snow is cold and white and wet, except when it is very cold: then it feels dry, or if it has been around for a while, then it is generally more grey, nearly black some of the time. I like the dry white kind of snow, undisturbed, no foot prints, no tire tracts, most importantly no cigarette butts.
Snow in the city is great, - when you don't have to be anywhere, and it is night, with a full moon or so. The mix of reflective light pollution and moon light gives everything a gentle amber glow, the sounds are also softer, the snow as an acoustic dampening blanket with just crunch, crunch, crunch, of footsteps for company.
Don't mistake my words, I'm not in favor of light pollution, just used to it. I went away in to the country once, where there was no light bar the stars at night, I was not keen, I have to admit it scared me, also it was a while ago so no need to charge things with little red lights, the only power point was powering the lamp, which just made the shadows worse, so I had just the dark ... the same with eyes open or shut, not keen at all.
Dog likes the snow though, plays, rolls, eats, even chases the snow, if a snowman is built he'll eat it, and it would be with a metaphorical anthropomorphised smile on his face ... or turn the snow yellow, that proves it is his, don't y' know!

Anyway, Happy New Year

Sunday, 1 February 2009

Thursday, 29 January 2009


I've been sorting out my shoes, and have come to a realization ... I still have the brands I had at 15, only more, this is disconcerting.

I have by brand & in pairs:

5 DM's
2 Vans
2 Converse
1 Adidas (Kermit the Frog)

Along with assorted generic others I have sparkly sandals, and patent red kitten heels.

Proof that growing old is not the same as growing up!

Wednesday, 13 August 2008

Nice to know it's not just me ...

Ok so I can't surf, but still nice to know it's not just me