I have this friend in England who sends me daily ‘doom and gloom’ emails, usually about UK politics and the weather. I hear there has been some snow, freezing temperatures already, and other adverse weather things going on further north than here. The reactions to a little bad weather in Britain are becoming increasingly more ‘chicken laid an egg’ these days. You know, when there’s that surprised squawking sound and a flurry of feathers, followed by running around in circles in panic because a more or less daily event has just happened. I wonder if the trains have stopped running yet (wrong kind of wheels on the tracks), or if there have been ‘Possibility of Death’ alerts because there was a sighting of a light flurry in Godalming. I’m sure I read somewhere that old people are being sent alerts because of mild temperature drops, which to me sounds like a bit of a distraction. ‘Sorry you can’t afford to put your heating on, love, here, have a free warning that you can expect it to be cold. It’ll come on your smartphone. What? Don’t have a smartphone, love? Then you’re going to be right royally flummoxed when it comes to getting your invite for a free medical check that could save your life. Ah well, I’ll put you down for a ‘Distinct possibility of freezing to death’ alert by post… Oh, we’re not allowed to send letters anymore, love, too costly. Never mind, eh? You had a good innings, just vote Reform next time, and you’ll be reet.’

Which is all a long way of saying, it’s not too bad here right now. Still no heating on, just extra clothes and a blanket on the bed, overcast these past few days, but no rain as yet. I hope it stays that way for tomorrow because I have a day away. It’ll be one of those, ‘Popping over to Rhodes for an appointment that will take 30 minutes, followed by six or more hours of waiting for the boat back’ kind of days. I may do a little shopping for the Europ-trip (which you will hear more about as time goes on), but mostly, I will be having lunch with the godson and catching up on how college is going, I hope. So, no blog until Monday, possibly, if I have anything to witter about.
