I hate winter

november

100 Days of Snow

They’re predicting 100 days of snow, people. The worst winter in sixty years, apparently. And by “they”, I’m not referring to our doom-mongering neighbours this time, but to, like, proper weather experts and stuff. Oh, and also the Daily Express:…

WTF

Photobombs

FASHUN BLOGGING = SO HARD, you guys! Witness:   In other news (which will be totally repeated news if you follow me on Facebook or Twitter: sorry!), yesterday morning we woke up to this: Well, actually we woke up in…

rubin in the snow

Snow My God!

I know you’re all sitting on the edges of your seats right now, thinking, “OMG, I wonder how on earth Amber is coping with the First Snowfall The World Has Known, Ever!” so let the record show that: 1. Amber…

red coat

Going Commando

So, this happened: And this, my friends, is why I leave the country every December, if it’s humanly possible. “Imagine if we weren’t going on holiday soon!” I said to Terry last night, as we watched a couple of cars…

bucket-of-polka-dots

Packing Away the Summer

On Sunday, I decided that, after a beautiful, warm September, I could ignore the truth no longer: winter was upon us, and it was time to conduct the Great Wardrobe Switchover for the second time this year. Now, I know…

snow

Oh. My. God.

(Taken just a few minutes ago: excuse the dark photo, it’s, er, nighttime.) NO. Nonononono. NO. It’s almost APRIL. It’s SPRING. Actually, as of Sunday morning, when Daylight Savings Time started in the UK, British SUMMER time has officially begun….

A small dose of the Januarys

Do you think we could maybe just start again with this whole “2010″ thing? Say, next week, maybe? Is next week good for everyone? Because so far this year isn’t really working out for me. It’s mostly because of the…

ri-knee-high-brown

The Winter of My Discontent

Well, it’s January 7th, and I’m just going to hold my hands up here and admit that I haven’t left the house for five days now. Other than to take this photo, that is: Did you know it’s been SNOWING…

Wake me up when September ends

Well, it’s September, then. That sucks. And I know: I know everyone who reads this will be all, “Yay! Winter! There will be long walks in the crisp Autumn leaves, while wearing long scarves and looking just like Ali McGraw…

The perils of working from home in the winter

I haven’t left the house since we got back from the Halloween party on Saturday night, other than a quick visit to Terry’s mum (who lives just around the corner) on Monday. I have no idea how this happened. I…