Wednesday, 5 December 2012

Snow


Snow, what snow?

There was a message on the phone. 06:30-ish. Dave O'N:

“I take it the meeting's cancelled or postponed. With all the snow. Anyway, someone's hit me up the arse, and it's chaos, so I'm going to turn around and make for the office.”

Snow? What snow? If there's a drop of snow south of Up North, we cop it. I phoned him back.

“I'm on the train, all going ok my end.”

“Ok, I'll dump the car and jump on a train. See you there.”

“Let me know if you're going to be late.”

Then the announcements started. Diversion. Additional stop. Broken down train. I can't have been the only one just waiting and hoping for a mention of the wrong type of snow.

Later I looked out of the window and it was snowing. For about twenty minutes of the two-hour (one hour twenty minutes as scheduled) trip it was snowing. The commuters who slept between departure and arrival would've had a snow-free morning.

Typical spoke too soon on the problem-free bit. Took three hours to get back.


What's the odds?

This was always a favourite at school. After tossing six (or seven or eight or ten) heads, what's the odds of the next one being heads too? Assuming the coin's not a cheat or faulty or weighted or double-headed. No young kid ever says 50/50.

So, Alistair Cook has lost five on the spin (sorry, but it had to be done), and the Test Match Special and the Sky commentary guys must be fighting back the temptation to trot out the 'useless tosser' jokes. Which had me wondering, whether any captain was so hopeless at the heads or tails thing that he got a substitute to call on his behalf. I was sad enough to google it. There's not a definitive answer to the substitute coin toss caller question.


The Walking Dead

Forgot this on the telly I can stand watching list. Strong language, and blood and gore zombie-splattering. Lots of zombie-splattering.


The decorations are up

BLISS did it. While I was at work. Came home and the place is decorated. This is role reversal. Normally I'm hopping from foot to foot, and she's telling me it's still November (or October). It's only the 5th and we're lit, tree'd and decked.


Advent calendar music

4th December: Let's get it over with: The Pogues, Fairytale of New York. Honestly, I loved this before it was done to death, and I still do.

5th December: Diana Krall, Winter Wonderland. It was a Berkamp wonderland, in the good old gooner days.

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