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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm.

Actually that's enough of King Lear. I'm not naked, in fact I wore my new frock to work today (it's now officially an almost-new frock cos I've worn it eight times) but the weather makes it seem so. Amazing the way the wind whips round your nether regions when you're wearing a frock.

Have I mentioned the weather before? Oh yes, last blog and a lot of you seem to think you are worse off than I am. This, I am not prepared to countenance. Nobody suffers like I do. I'm like Lily wossname in 'What Katy did at school', a real Mrs Gummidge. Or Anne Eliot's sister Mary whose coughs are worse than anybody else's. Well this morning I read a long range weather forecast and 'they' say it's going to be cold until the end of April.

Let me repeat that for anyone whose brain refused to process it:

It's going to be cold until the end of April.

We'll just have a pause while everyone absorbs that.

And I'll just pass round a box of tissues. I really got a sinking feeling, an UnSparkly feeling when I read that, this morning.

IT CAN'T STAY BLOODY COLD FOR ANOTHER MONTH IT BLOODY CAN'T I'M NOT BLOODY HAVING IT!

There, I've said it for everyone.

On Friday, Stonecot and I are hiking in Epping Forest. With gritted teeth.
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