Let it Snow

SNOW! THE WORLD IS GOING TO END!!!!!!111!!


I can't imagine how this country survived in the deep winters of old.  Tales of how the Thames used to freeze over, deep snow drifts, frosts setting in for months.


Oh I can.  The people who lived here weren't either lazy, opportunist skivers, or wimps.


I'm not getting at the councils not gritting the roads enough (there are limits to how much can be done, and how much we should prepare a capability for a fairly freak event and I can deal with that), or the elderly having to burn books to keep warm (They don't have enough money on the state pension all year round, and don't eat well enough during the summer as they are skint, this is just another example of poverty).  I'm getting at the fact that given the snow, people have a tendancy to throw their hands in the air and squeal about problems, because they haven't made plans either through ignorance or deliberately.


Tomorrows snow has been forecast all week.  If you were at work today, and could have taken work home tonight but didn't, shame on you if you can't make it in tomorrow and try take it off unpaid.


This may of course just be bitterness as I live so close to work I'll almost certainly be in (early) so have no excuse...  

Stuttering on

So, New Year was fun.  Good time with friends, and a good amount of alcohol consumed.  Plus. the nightmare of all New Years Eves (well, day really) was magically avoided, when we walked out onto the main road and a taxi came past with its' light on.  It really was a one in 32 year experience.  Or maybe it was because it was 5am...


The following day started well enough but went downhill quickly as my hangover developed.  This was a whole new experience for me, waking feeling a bit groggy, two hours later feeling unwell, later still feeling like death.  A quick recap reveals I'd had 5 whiskey and cokes before I left home, and a good bit of bubbles before I started on (and nearly drained) a 3l wine box.  Ouch.  And, being where we were, there was the now traditional doughnut eating competition which I have only just remembered.


Over the past three days, I've thought of a lot of things to write about, but the head isn't willing right now.  It isn't the most promising of starts really.

Start Again

So that was Christmas. And a happy new year. Well, we don't know about that yet.

A few years ago I started a blog during a quiet spell at work. It lasted about three days until work got busy again, and then I forgot about it. A couple of years later, some old acquaintances found it, and posted about 100 times in the comments section, so I took it down. Shame that, I actually thought it was quite funny if I do say so myself.

So today, I stumbled across a good friend's blog, looked at the date and realised I had no resolutions. I haven't made a New Year resolution for about 10 years. And now I realise I have two. One, to keep a Blog, relatively regularly but with no stupid plan to post every single day. Secondly, I will never, EVER, refer to the coming decade as the 'Teenies'. Unless in jest. If I do, you can come and find me and kill me.

Anyhow, at least no-one has taken the Riles Rants name. I liked it, and anyone who knows me will expect that if this blog beats 3 posts, at least 3 of them will be angry rants. Because I'm a ranter.