Journal sandow's Journal: Crying Ice Uncle
I've just had enough of this winter. By March we should be able to engage in our favourite past time of trying to affect the weather by dressing inappropriately. You know, when you see people wearing light jackets and bravely shivering at the bus stop. They think dressing as if it was spring it will hasten its arrival? Granted these people have a tenuous grasp on the concept of cause and effect but you have to admire their commitment.
Well not this year. If anyone has been trying this trick they have been whisked off to the hospital suffering from hypothermia well before I clawed my way out from underneath the blankets and braved the cold.
I was complaining about this to my dearly beloved and she was putting on a brave face. "Bring it on!" she declared until she realized that I would be away for a week and a substantial snowfall would see her in the driveway trying to clear enough room to permit for the foraging of supplies.
Well I'm heading out for Hong Kong in two weeks and I can't wait. Winter has defeated me once again.
