It did not snow forever, despite Sherlock's hopes. His plan was that Mycroft would have to stay home tomorrow because he couldn't get back to Harrow, L wouldn't be able to get in to work, and we would build a massive snow fort in the middle of the road.
Mycroft is, sadly, back at school now, along with Anthea and the hounds, but we all had a nice day at the park, with snow balls, peculiar snow sculptures, snow angels, and a particular DI who clearly wanted me to tackle him into the snow or he wouldn't have stuffed a handful of icy slush down my shirt while he was kissing me. There wasn't really enough for an entire snowman, but Sherlock did attempt a snow pancreas. It wasn't bad, considering the limitations of his medium. He fed it to the dogs when he was done.
Mycroft and I watched bits of the England vs Scotland match yesterday. England won, first time at Murrayfield in years, so I'm pleased, my father is probably cranky about it, and my grandfather would be livid. Mycroft, I think, doesn't quite see the point of team sports, and Sherlock said it was more interesting when L and I were playing, which I took as a compliment until I remembered how keen he was to see a broken bone up close.
Back to normal tomorrow for everyone.
Mycroft is, sadly, back at school now, along with Anthea and the hounds, but we all had a nice day at the park, with snow balls, peculiar snow sculptures, snow angels, and a particular DI who clearly wanted me to tackle him into the snow or he wouldn't have stuffed a handful of icy slush down my shirt while he was kissing me. There wasn't really enough for an entire snowman, but Sherlock did attempt a snow pancreas. It wasn't bad, considering the limitations of his medium. He fed it to the dogs when he was done.
Mycroft and I watched bits of the England vs Scotland match yesterday. England won, first time at Murrayfield in years, so I'm pleased, my father is probably cranky about it, and my grandfather would be livid. Mycroft, I think, doesn't quite see the point of team sports, and Sherlock said it was more interesting when L and I were playing, which I took as a compliment until I remembered how keen he was to see a broken bone up close.
Back to normal tomorrow for everyone.
161 comments:
What passes for normal around here, anyway ;)
Exactly. The snow pancreas and hair-dwelling degu version of normal.
I've no idea what a pancreas looks like, but I believe Sherlock's was very good.
He's certainly very tired now. He's never been so still for his 'calm down hour' as he is tonight. And the Degus must be feeling positively abandoned. Although he did bring them a snowball...which was..nice?
And the snow down your shirt was an accident! It just fell off my glove...
Mmhmm. And I didn't tackle you into the snow, I just tripped and landed on top of you.
They seemed interested in the snowball at least...briefly.
they did. I mean, it's probably good for them to meet snow - they are inquisitive. But they didn't seem too impressed. Bit cold, I guess. They do like the warm.
I just tripped and landed on top of you.
Bet that's what you say to all the girls and boys...
Only the ones who stuff snow down my shirt.
Only the ones who are near to you when gravity makes snow happen to drop down your shirt? I see...
You know, Sherlock isn't the only one who can save snow in the freezer and whip it out when you least expect it...
You just save whipping things out when they're least expected to...other things, Doc.
Does Sarah know you're unavailable latter half of this week? No Hi-ho, hi-ho it's off to work I go for you...
I...don't actually know what I thought that first sentence was going to say. Something that made more sense.
Mmhmm. When you least expect it.
She does, and Mrs T knows Sherlock will be gone. He's meant to write a paragraph or two on the mummies, which, knowing Sherlock, will be more than she ever wanted to know about mummies.
You're so organised and in control. It's very attractive, y'know?
(We'll have to check she doesn't get an extra essay on whichever notes/handouts of mine he manages to read. I don't expect she really wants to read about DVIT protocols or 'safeguarding children across cultures and faiths'.)
You're just trying to sweet talk me so I won't use my snow arsenal against you. ;)
Probably not, no, although at least it would be less gruesome than the handouts from the last one.
I don't believe you have a snow arsenal. And if you do, you should remember I do occasionally spend time in this flat by myself now. And go in the freezer far more often than you. So it may soon be depleted.
...I don't even remember the last ones being gruesome. Were they? And DVIT can be...well, actually, they both could be, with the ritual killings we've had recently. (That makes me feel like I'm probably more hardened to the job than I'd really like to be.)
So... if I've got this right, the qualifying criteria for being tackled to the ground and landed on by John is to put snow down his shirt? Well OK then.
It's just possible that Mrs T might find that latter one interesting in a professional context.
...right, now everyone will be doing it! John, that's your own fault, promising everyone the gift of you on top of them just for the small price of snow down your back...
Nameless, you're right, she might. I would hazard that Sherlock's take on it might be...less than professional, though. Possibly.
I didn't even pick up on that, Nameless. I wish we had snow. Do ice cubes work as well, Doc?
L - actually I don't know, I never saw them. I just remember the names of the panels being rather unfortunate and probably not anything Mrs T wanted to read about.
Good point about my snow arsenal. I'd better just use it right...
NOW
then. :)
GIT
YO will suffer for thiss
tickling is NOT FAIRaad
sa theman who's not ticklis!
m not at all!!!
so are!
special when i breathe in your ears
... and we've lost them :-)
DW - I think the ice cube idea has merit. We get very little snow here, really (you already know this, why am I telling you?) so ice cubes would be a good all purpose substitute.
Lestrade - when you finally emerge, my Goggle-fu has failed. What's DVIT?
I'm sure Argon and Mercury appreciated that Sherlock kept them in mind--it's the thought that counts! (Speaking of which, Valentine's Day is next week. Did you know? :))
I'm afraid that I, too, fail to see the point of team sports. Today is the Super Bowl, which is, I'm told, a big American football game, and I think I'm the only person in the US who cares not at all. I know two things and two things only about football--the ball is a funny shape, and the players wear very, very snug trousers. More like tights, really. (I try to stick to the essentials.)
Which days are the conference/big trip?
gahhhhhhhhhh
you...ear breather!
mm, youre getting a pink neck from my dtubble too. you should stop sqirmng
LOL, Nameless--I'd say you're right, they're gone for the present!
Nameless - Disaster Victim Identification Team.
Danger stop wggling
RR - St Vals? Really? huh, forgot...
won't
all right, fine. But this doesn't mean you win, it's just a strategic withdrawal. or it would be if you weren't sitting on me
:)
I shall let you...withdraw gracefuly
DW - anyone who pours ice cubes down my shirt will indeed get an introduction to the floor shortly thereafter, one way or another. ;)
don't thinkt they're interested in the floor. just the lovely doc following them down...
That's only in special cases.
notv what you said...
RR: I was actually at a meeting a couple of days ago and discovered that I was in fact not the only person at the table who couldn't name the teams playing in the Super Bowl. And I thought, wow, I have found my people.
That was for snow; this is for ice cubes. Different rules.
...they will just find snow now. you're worth it :)
Damn. Sherlock, get crackin' on that snow-making machine! I'm sure you'd have a market for it in Doc!admirers. ;)
L - Maybe I should've gone with stuffing snow down your trousers in retaliation instead...
You'd certainly find fewer takers for that. Pity it's too late to renege!
you wouldn't want me to get frostbite...would you? :(
I'd warm you up afterward.
you can show me how that would go right now...
bed?
An excellent plan.
ReRe, Kholly - I'm sure that football (soccer) has easier rules than American football. Cricket probably does too come to that. Possibly even more interesting - and cricket takes five days to play, even has tea breaks built in :-p
Cricket is a grandmother's game. White sweaters, breaks for tea, takes fooooooooooorever to get something done. And it's rules are wicked hard to understand. The only one I could even understand was LBW, and that's still iffy.
I know the difference between its and it's. I promise. :(
Yeah, I never understand cricket. I can't even work out who's winning 'til they've won. Compared to that, offside is easy :-)
But, watching a few minutes of the Superbowl before I go to bed in bout 2 minutes, I have to say that American Football looks even more impenetrable... any help?
The white guys are the good guys, the blue ones are the bad guys. That's all that's important. ;)
The goal, like in rugby, is to get the ball into the end zone (the coloured part), which is worth 6 points. If you do, you get a chance to kick between the uprights for an extra point. If you can't get all the way to the end zone, you can kick it between the uprights for 3 points.
Each team gets 4 tries to move the ball 10 yards towards the end zone. If they make it past those 10 yards, they get another 4 tries to make it another 10 yards. And so on until they either score, or fail to make the 10 yards (when they have to turn it over to the other team).
That's most of the basics.The rest is just queep. It all boils down to white good, blue bad. ;)
Don't ask me. The only times I've seen football, it was a friend's husband saying "There's just 7 minutes left on the clock!", everyone was just standing around talking, and an hour later there was still 5 minutes left on the clock and everyone was still standing around. Or standing around again, possibly, since apparently two minutes happened in between.
And I meant to say earlier--at least Mycroft had a most memorable weekend home!
Rule 1: there's nothing wring with cricket.
Rule 2: nothing about American football must ever contain the words 'like rugby'.
Carry on.
...or wrong with it, even.
1. I know nothing, really, about American football aside from what the players look like suited up.
2. I know less about cricket.
3. I know less about rugby.
4. I'm fine with all of the above.
Good morning!
Each team gets 4 tries to move the ball 10 yards towards the end zone. If they make it past those 10 yards, they get another 4 tries to make it another 10 yards. And so on until they either score, or fail to make the 10 yards (when they have to turn it over to the other team).
DW, you're a star. This is the key info I was missing :-)
"There's just 7 minutes left on the clock!", everyone was just standing around talking, and an hour later there was still 5 minutes left on the clock
ReRe - yeah, the timing was throwing us as we were watching very briefly last night. Seems like you get about ten seconds of stuff happening, then everyone mills about doing very little for a few minutes, then another ten seconds of stuff happening...
I wouldn't worry about cricket; it's a game for "gentlemen, not players", and I reckon they just make the rules up half the time.
Rule 1: there's nothing wring with cricket.
Apart from all that silly throwing and hitting of balls getting in the way of a nice lunch and afternoon tea, no :-p
The Chelsea-Man U match yesterday was absolutely cracking; we could have done with a win, but pulling back a draw was pretty damn good :-)
I shall have to disagree with you Nameless on this occasion and agree with L - there is nothing wrong with cricket (plenty wrong with the England team on occasions, but that's another story).
And I prefer rugby to football, which I presume puts me on the Doc's side.
Happy Monday everyone!
Bah, I'm surrounded by philistines :-p
SH - let's not even talk about what's wrong with the England cricket team.
I have to say, I enjoy playing a lot more than watching. But it's good to listen to on the radio too.
I don't get football (soccer). I like ice hockey and enjoy watching that, but I really don't get football. One of my colleagues few jobs back decided to teach me how to watch football properly, so we met with few other colleagues and watched Switzerland vs. Monaco. It was such a poor game that all the guys were apologising to me for a few weeks then :-) And then I saw Czech team playing against Ghana and it was like watching a cactus to compete with Speedy Gonzales, so I am really not much of a football fan...
Apart from all that silly throwing and hitting of balls getting in the way of a nice lunch and afternoon tea
Nameless, I am put in mind of the line, frequently attributed to Mark Twain, about golf being a hook walk spoiled :)
GOOD walk spoiled!
(I should wait until I'm properly awake to post things, I really should.)
It was beer when I was a kid, Nameless. Used to turn out for the village team, on the common. They liked me playing, because I wasn't too bad, and I liked it because if you played you got free beer from the local pub at lunch and tea!
Haven't played for years now, apart from odd little makeshift games in the park.
Do what I can, Nameless!
They liked me playing, because I wasn't too bad
Is that Lestradese for "I frequently scored a century?"
I would agree that any sport is better playing than watching. Football/soccer is so frustrating, though. To play for so long to draw at nils and have that be acceptable is so counter-intuitive. Someone has to win!
...I'm sorry. Is my American showing? :P
A century? In village cricket? Everyone would have got bored and buggered off!
I had the advantage of actually being able to run... most of the team were not exactly fit. So I used to chuck a few down the wicket, could get a bit of pace and spin when needed, which meant it was all over sooner and we could all go to the pub!
DW - you must really hate that a 5 day test can end in a draw, then? Surely worse than 90 mins of football!
which meant it was all over sooner and we could all go to the pub!
All about priorities! :D
Yes, 5 days is much worse than 90 minutes. I just can't understand how people would be okay with expending that much energy to come to naught. I get annoyed when my 5 days of work amount to nothing, let alone while playing a sport.
Yeah, but some of the most exciting matches end in draws! Watching the tail end batsmen trying to stay in to let the match go to a draw is like watching the beleaguered defenders holding off the enemy, it may not be a win but it can be glorious!
Absolutely, Anon.
It's not all about the winning, DW, it's a glorious battle of tactics and skill.
How do you feel about a bit of rain meaning a one day or twenty20 match could be won or lost according to the mathematicians, not the sportsmen...any better? Mind you, that can still end in a tie...
Don't even get me started on Duckworth-blood-Lewis! There has to be something wrong with a system that can mean that a team can sit in the dressing room listening to the rain and watch DL slowly make them lose the game. It's particularly bad in T20 but it's still awful in one day matches.
Not that I feel anyone English should be talking about cricket today. How can this be the same team that played last summer? Where would they have been without Panesar?
Statisticians, not mathematicians.
Thank you for a nice weekend. im really glad I got to go out in the snow with Sherlock and both of you. It was a lot more fun than it would have been at school.
Anon - I know. I did almost feel bad talking about cricket, given the last few days.
Mycroft, it was, as always, an absolute pleasure to have you with us.
And I have no idea at all what the difference between a statistician and mathematician is...But you can tell me at half term.
(Isn't statistics a subfield of mathematics? Which, if correct, would make L imprecise rather than incorrect. :))
I was thinking that it turned out to be the perfect weekend for you to be home, Mycroft!
I hope school is turning out to be tolerable this term.
I didn't say he was incorrect. I merely pointed out that Frank Duckworth and Tony Lewis were statisticians.
Very true, you did.
Still glad you had a lovely break!
How are the self-defense lessons going?
Well I still don't know the difference.
Danger, once you're free from work, how many snow related injuries did you treat? And did Sherlock take hours to get to school, just for maximum time in the sad dregs of snow?
If I remember correctly, statistics is the branch of mathematics that analyses data using probability theory. (However, I haven't studied statistics since grad school and I may be not quite accurate.) (Not because I wanted to--because social scientists were required to show basic competence in one non-English language and in statistics. The standard of competence, I may add, was astoundingly low. :))
You can't see it, but I'm frowning at the lot of you right now.
As an American football fan, a resident of the town the SuperBowl was played in yesterday, wife of a person intimately involved in the planning and movement of 200,000 people in and out of the stadium, and an ardent follower of team sports (and a golfer, because, hey, the ball doesn't move so I can't trip on it or be hit in the face with it!), I am distressed at the amount of down-the-nose at American football. DISTRESSED.
Then again, it's about as much down-the-nose we Americans get at soccer, generally. :D
Sorry, Maz, but American though I am, I don't see the point of football--or baseball, or any team sport. I have no problem with anyone who DOES see the point, I just don't myself.
(Having seen how gorgeous most golf courses are--I once worked on a book about US golf courses, and WOW!--I would say that golf is an excuse for a nice walk, but that's not the quotation. :))
Maz - I'm sure it took a lot of very hard work to get 200,000 people into the stadium. And then many, many, many hours later to get them out again.... ;)
RR - I think ultimately the point of any team sport is just to be part of a team. The game you play, or whether you win or lose, those are just details. Unless it's nsy against anyone, in which case winning is everything. ;)
Well, it was more like 200,000 around the stadium. Not that many got tickets to get inside! And I was just twitting you all about it, anyway, because you guys were just so blithe about it and it seems the NFL has been my husband's life for the last six months or so.
And, RR, team sports, if managed correctly and not taken to the extreme, can be increidble vehicles for teaching kids discipline, respect, teamswork, and good decision-making while at the same time giving them a fun athletic outlet with their friends. My son is a rabid baseball player, is frighteningly adept for his age, and has made tons of friends doing it. If it works for your particular personality (it doesn't mine, though I love watching it), it can be a fantastic thing to do.
Ha!
Well, that makes sense all round. And while I can work in a group if need be, I certainly got more than my share of report cards saying that I "don't work and play well with others", which quite possibly explains my current disinterest.
(I do quite like watching individual sports like tennis and skiing and figure skating and so forth, if that redeems me at all!)
Statistics...
Snow related injuries: 5 (including one mild case of frostbite, I won't say where, but it must've taken dedication)
Number of children who brought preserved snowballs into school: higher than Mrs T would've preferred
Number of times Sherlock's asked me when it's going to snow again: 14 and counting
(The "Ha!" was for L's comment. :))
(And lest I give the wrong impression--I wasn't getting those report cards because I fought with the other kids, but because I'd spend recesses hiding in a corner of the schoolyard with a book instead of running around flinging a ball at random classmates.)
Is it wrong to giggle about someone having frostbite?
I imagine the preserved snowballs were in a state of rapid melt once they made it to the classroom...
And weather forecasting is a field that still involves very large helpings of guesswork (I know because my dad worked on the OS for NOA's supercomputers a while back), so the answer to Sherlock's question is "your guess is as good as mine." :)
Prostate like you threatened me with? :)
FROSTBITE! bloody phone.
Don't threaten me with prostates...
Why does my phone know prostate but not frostbite??
You don't need to answer that.
Well it's not as if you text me regularly about prostates...
Not regularly, no.
Hey, got some nice news today :)
Oh yes?
Which there is absolutely nothing wrong with. Not everyone is cut out for group activities. I sure as heck wasn't, either, and I hate that society seems to dismiss those that prefer to be alone or to work alone.
Going to be a half-uncle again. Rach is having a baby.
That's wonderful! Her first, I take it?
Yeah. She says she's excited and terrified. She's 4 months along, and just plucking up courage to admit it's real and tell everyone. I think Nicky knew earlier.
Are you going to visit?
A baby--how lovely! Mazel tov to your sister, L!
Don't know, Danger. We don't see much of each other. Might ask her.
Thanks, RR.
Well, tell her congratulations from me if you speak to her. :)
Will do. She asked after you. Well, after my 'new boyfriend', which I assume means you ;)
Should probably introduce you two before you become and honourary half-uncle.
New, hm? Comparatively, I suppose.
That'd be lovely. I'd like to meet her.
Ah, the two of you get mazel tov's too! Uncle/aunthood is a lot of fun, as you already know. :)
Yeah--I had to hide to read because apparently it was a personal affront to every teacher from 1st through 8th grades that I didn't want to play dodge ball or the like. *shrug*
Well I don't have a newer one than you :)
I've never met her partner, so we probably should all make the effort.
The boys too? Mycroft will be home for half term pretty soon.
Yeah, the boys too. Let her know what she might be in for.
I'll talk to her. She's... well, shy, really. Quiet. I remember when we were kids she'd always be quietly watching the rest if the chaos and fighting and insanity in the house.
If she can managed to be shy with Sherlock around, I'll be impressed.
Why are you only going to be half an uncle? Is John going to be the other half, so together you're a whole one?
Hi, Sherlock! Lestrade means that because Rach (I assume that's short for Rachel?) is his half-sister, he's going to be her child's half-uncle. I think he will be a full uncle, however, because he doesn't do anything halfway that I can see.
Ha! Yeah, something like that :)
No, really, Rachel and I are what's called half-brother and half-sister because our mum's the same, but we've got different dads. So Nicky is the only one of all my brothers and sisters who's got the same mum and dad as me.
I have no idea how many half-siblings I have courtesy of my dad. I'd be willing to bet it's quite a few.
As scared as I am to ask... do you and Mycroft have any aunties or uncles?
(and can anyone explain why my phone knows 'panties' but not 'aunties'?)
(Maybe because you didn't pair it with "unclies"?)
Because your phone has a mind of its own...
I don't think so. Mummy never said anything if we do.
I rather thought you suggest my phone and my mind were closely linked, given the results. But I'll go with blaming the phone too :)
Anything you want me to get on the way home?
I suspected not, Sherlock, but thought I'd ask.
Mycroft said Father didn't have any parents and that's why he ended up working for Mummy but I'm not sure what he meant. But that means we only had Mummy's parents for grandparents.
You should bring home lasagna things.
Lasagna things it is.
I hope you weren't one of the people taking snow into Mrs T's class today?
Mycroft might have meant your Father was an orphan. That's when your parents die when you're young and somebody else brings you up - or lots of other people, sometimes. Or he night just have meant that he didn't know who his parents were. Some people have babies and then don't think they can look after them as well as they'd like, so give them to some other people to look after.
Or he might have meant something else entirely. There are lots of different things that can happen in life.
And John says salad things :(
But why would he work for Mummy because of that?
You didn't answer my question.
Well, he might not have worked for your mum because of that. But if he did there are lots of reasons. It might be that he did a job where he didn't want to have anyone at home worrying about him, because it was dangerous. Or that it was a job that was better done by someone without close relatives because there would have been a risk to them if anyone found out they were dear to him.
You'd be better off asking your mum if you want definite answers. I can only guess, Kiddo.
He certainly tried to be one of the kids who brought in snowballs.
Really, Sherlock? And I was just in the supermarket thinking about buying you a nice dessert as a treat. Not sure you deserve it if you've been behaving like that.
But I didn't get it there so it doesn't count! It melted.
(I vote that it doesn't count. :))
In the eyes of the law, kiddo, an attempt is still a crime.
It was really small! You don't go to prison the same time for stealing diamonds as you do for trying to steal a chocolate bar.
And maybe he would have changed his mind, anyway, and given it to John to take back home if it hadn't melted... *innocent face*
Nope, but you get the same maximum sentence for Murder and Attempted Murder...
Tell me just exactly how well behaved you're going to be for John when we're in Manchester, and I'll think about dessert.
But the same maximum sentence isn't the same as how long you have to really be in there for. Anyway I'll be really good! I'll be the best! Are you going to come with us when we do the flying thing?
sorry, was on the bike.
Depends when you do it, Sherlock. I am supposed to be working.
And it might be even longer...the law is a funny thing. And not all murders or attempted murders are created equal.
Why would it be longer if you tried to kill someone than if you really did?
Because you can have committed GBH and killed someone, which is technically murder, not manslaughter, and get a shorter term, theoretically, than if you were to very carefully plan a very brutal murder and nearly succeed, but for some reason fail to kill your victim.
It's all about your intentions, really, and the severity of the violence and things. It is a bit complicated.
What's GBH?
Grevious Bodily Harm - when you hurt someone very badly. As opposed to ABH (actual bodily harm) - when you hurt someone a bit less badly, Malicious Wounding, Aggravated Assault or Assault.
Aggravated assault is when you hurt someone because they aggravated you?
Nope. Although that would be a very bad thing to do.
It's when you've hurt somebody and there's what we call an 'aggravating factor'. So if someone were just to hit you, that would be bad, but if they were to hit you because of the colour of your skin, or your beliefs, or because of your sexual orientation, then the judge would take that into consideration when he set how you would be punished. Other aggravating factors are if you tried to rob the person, too, or if you hurt them, or if you hurt me just because I was trying to arrest you or someone else.
Like the murderer we caught!
Yeah. Although he just got done for murder. Sometimes it's not worth going for all the small crimes, if you can get the big one.
He still shouldn't have hit you! I would've kicked him if I could get away from Mycroft.
But then I might have had to arrest you too... Just because someone's done something bad, doesn't mean you can do something bad back to them. You have to let a judge decide what the punishment should be for them.
Lestrade, you are amazingly patient and wonderful answering all of the questions I was thinking that Sherlock got to ask first.
Good morning!
During the night it snowed in Prague. There is about 5 cms of snow outside now (which is a little bit about average for Prague) and it's still snowing...
Right there with you REReader, my mom got an appointment from the teacher in charge of our class once. I was confused (and worried) since those appointment are for discussing problems with grades or behaviour, and I was quite fine with those. Turn out, he was concerned because I was reading during recess. My mom : "You're concerned because she's /reading/ ? In /school/ ?"
Anon still without snow
CzechReader - I've been to Prague a couple of times very briefly, but never seen it in the snow. I bet it looks lovely :-)
Nameless - thanks :-) I am not entirely sure whether I love or hate this city but it has it's moments. Like this: http://i.lidovky.cz/10/122/lngal/MEV37e411_shutterstock_66398458.jpg
(I know, I know, Prague castle again - but I actually work pretty close) :-)
I'm officially feeling persecuted by the weather since we still don't have any snow. On an unrelated note, I really want to visit Prague some day (but I understand visiting and living there must be quite different ^^; ) Lovely picture !
Anon that will never see snow again
Snowless Anon - how about we swap? :-) Snow in our city is always turning into sludge really fast and it gets annoying really fast as well...
Living here has its moments, that's definitely true. But actually it was only when I started to communicate more with foreign artists who asked me for photos of this and that for references that I started to see all those well-known places with new eyes. I mean, when you suddenly notice a statue on a roof of a house you walk by every day and your reaction is "Wow, I wonder what would [insert nickname] think about this - I bet she'd squeal!"... I think you get me :-)
CzechReader - Snow in a city can definitely be annoying, but I'm in the suburbs so at least I could appreciate it in the garden. I just happen to like winter (reasonable winters, not november to april covered in snow and frost winters ), and it doesn't feel like winter when there's not a least a bit of snow.
Ok, I did woke up to a light dusting on my velux, so that's something.
Yeah, I get you, you just get so used to a place, it's easy to stop paying attention :)
Anon with powder sugar on her window
There were patches on the drive up last night that were very snowy still, deep, too.
:-)
L - how do you feel about the talk? And did your public react as you expected?
Went well, thanks, CR. Everyone seemed quite interested.
RR, my 'load more' button changes to 'loading...' and then doesn't even try to load anything.
You have a defective button!?!? Someone should do something. :)
Do you have a lot of sessions you still have to attend, now that the good one (otherwise known as "yours") is over?
The load more button never works for me. le sigh. There are comments I can't read. (Oh, the humanity.)
I'm glad to hear that your session went well, L, and that there were two luckers in the back. :)
Greg - I am in agreement with you on the "Load More" button. It never works. All it does is freeze my computer. Thank you, Google, for faulty design and coding!
I'm happy that your talk went well, and I hope your peers are taking your company in stride? Has Sherlock talked your ears off yet? :)
~ A from NW
Calliope - you mainly missed me moaning about not being able to read the comments, and saying I was coming over here to comment. (I get the messages in my inbox, so I can reply, just not see the replies!) I do normally try to get a new post up before we go to page 2.
A - My peers...some of them are fine. Some of them not. Sherlock is loving it all.
Wow, for me the Load more button works without any problems...
L - some of them are fine. Some of them not. pretty ambiguous statement. But understandable.
Sherlock is loving it all.
I'm so glad you brought him along! Was he able to sit in on any of the other sessions?
Sherlock--did you talk to Mrs Hudson today? How are Argon and Mercury getting on?
CR - it normally does for me! Just not today.
Anyway, new post up now, to get away from the awkward page 2.
RR - no. I'd probably rather he didn't, to be honest. There's knowing about things, and then there's sitting through a seminar on the details... I'd rather he didn't.
An excellent point, L.
And besides, then he'd've missed out on the mummies! (Flying tomorrow, I'm guessing? He'd miss that, too.)
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