Today so far:
06:30- Yawn, swear, shower.
06:50- Coffee, toast, cigarette.
07:00- Shirt, tie, shiver.
07:15- Phonecall to say school’s closed. Snow Day.
07:20- Bed.
The day's my oyster!
I think being greeted by shock snow of a morning is one of the lovliest things possible (Check here for evidence).
In other news, things are okay. Been teaching Geography, History, a bit of IT, been working at BT in the evenings... I regret now ever moaning about not being busy, the days are reaaaally long at the moment and I'm dead on my feet half the time, but this is what needs to be done.
Will post over the weekend.
Marko
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PS- George Best, right? Now, I'm no football fan, but the news really does need to sort itself out. As I write, the telly's on in the background saying that Best's in his final hours. They were saying that last night. They also said it a fortnight ago. I remember the same sort of thing going on with Yasser Arafat and Pope John Paul II. Is it too much to ask to wait until someone's actually dead before reporting their demise? I know I'd be livid if people went around talking about my last minutes before I'd actually croaked, for all anyone knows the fucker could be back down the pub by lunchtime- after all, stranger things have happened.
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2 comments:
Glad SOMEONE gets to enjoy the shnow... ya lucky thang.
Ahhh... looks lovely though.
I think Best IS ACTUALLY DEAD now..... saying that... he might just look dead and that's good enough. Dropping like flies this year. What a waste of a good liver.
Bloody snow - I got none of it. And we are just outside the area for all the schools closing cause of the explosion in Hemmle Hampsted.
Didn't your website used to be more black and less, pale blue? have you gone all whimpy - or is it just the thought of snow affecting my eyes?
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