It snowed this morning. It was a really cold winter, the likes of which we’ve not had in ages. Now i don’t know about global warming, you know whether or not there is anything in it or not. However, I am guessing that something’s amiss out there. Anyway, it were right cold that winter of 1985 / 86.
In other news, I report that my poster of a scantily clad young lady fell off the wall at 3 o’clock. Bl**dy blu-tak ain’t always exactly what it’s cracked up to be eh? This poster once took the full bast of a spot that I had on the side of my nose. She was on the wall next to (could have said adjacent) the desk in my bedroom where I did my home work / played on the C64. Anyway, I was sat there, absent mindedly fiddling with this great big zit, when I must have got it just right and SPLAT! There it was. NOTHING is more satisfying than squeezing a good spot, I’m sure you’ll agree.
I managed to do some of my homework – another English essay out of the way. However there’s no peace for the wicked, so I was straight onto another one! BlackAdder II was on again, one word, ‘brill.’