Indoors, goal and bacon.

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1. Not being outside in the vile... I'm not sure what to call it, because I'm not going to dignify with the word 'snow' the horrible, freezing stuff that falls out of the sky and won't settle on the ground or anywhere attractive, but cakes quite happily on my coat and glasses and slides down my collar.

2. He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named has tidied the empty desk and underneath all the old computers and Christmas decorations he discovered... the football which disappeared just before Christmas. We've been batting about the office while we discuss things.

3. Really crispy bacon. The smoked, streaky sort that makes loads of grease when you fry it.


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  1. KatieFriday, February 25, 2005

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  2. AnonymousFriday, February 25, 2005

    Here is a link to 100 different words for snow...http://www.mendosa.com/snow.html...oddly none of them describe the "wrong snow" that causes the entire south eastern train service to grind to a complete halt. It's obviously the type of snow that causes train drivers to either go "brr it's cold outside, I'll roll over and have another few hours in bed" or even "wow it's snowing, who wants to work when there are snowmen to build".
    Don't get me started about the "wrong track"......

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