Category: Unexpected

  • Night Visitor

    Nighttime. I sleep at night. Occasionally, I don’t – I lie awake wishing I could sleep. Or, I wonder what Santa might be bringing me in the morning. Mostly, I sleep. The thing about sleep, well – it tends to mean you’re out for the count with your systems largely shutdown. Your brain churns through…

  • April Falls

    Seriously, I cannot believe the bad luck we’ve suffered in the last week. I should have been celebrating my 10th anniversary, but that’s been somewhat soured by an odd turn of events. On Tuesday, at work, I fell over. Now, under other circumstances that might have meant a bruise or a scrape, but I had…

  • Ice Station Stockport

    The weather seems set to make January 2010 memorable indeed. I can’t recall the last time the snow fell so deeply – though I daresay it has in the past. I have a vague recollection of deep snow in the 70s or early 80s – and trudging through it on the way to school. I…

  • 9 Yards

    This morning, I woke to what might best be described as a heavy frost. I’m not sure it warrants the description ‘snow’, as it seemed largely to involve rock hard ice with a deceptively thin sprinkling of loose material on top. Having fallen over 6 weeks ago and sprained my foot, I didn’t fancy going…

  • Damned Snow

    Having breathed a sigh of relief in my last post that Manchester didn’t get the snow reported at the time, I can say we did get a bit on Tuesday. I know, because the first footstep I took outside met with a surface like glass, and I ended up crashing to the floor, twisting my…

  • No Snow

    Looking at the news, I’m glad that snow didn’t hit Manchester. Mind you, that’s not to say I might not have to content with it tomorrow if I start heading off away from Stockport. Which I will. Mind, I have checked the Internet and the only reference I can find about ‘snow’ in respect of…

  • Moon Shine

    I can’t believe we’ve come around to that time of year again when the days grow short and the driving grows dark. I hate driving headlit, ploughing through the gloom and darkness. Hard enough keeping track of all the idiots on the road when you can see them clearly. In the UK, you should drive…

  • Caught By The Googles

    I was just gathering up the recycling this morning (around half an hour ago), on an otherwise ordinary day. I had sat down with a pile of unread newspapers and made sure I hadn’t missed anything obvious to keep for a more detailed read later. Then, I dropped the papers all in a plastic bag,…