How many more weekends of this?

There are only so many websites, blogs and forums you can read online before deep, deep boredom sets in.

I've been sat here, willing the temperature to go up - to no avail.  I'm sure I saw some rain falling about an hour ago (staring through the light of an orange street-light sends you gozzy-eyed after  a few minutes), things have got that bad.

In a fit of pique, I decided to be pro-active, using the free time wisely and clean the sections of my pole yesterday and immediately wished I hadn't.  Of the four chairs around our kitchen table, the backs of three were covered with a selection of coats, tea-towels and cardigans - apart from one.  That was the one I dropped the thick end of my no 8 section on - resulting in a lovely big crack in it.  "Oh deary me, what a silly thing I've done" I exclaimed out loud (as is my want at such times of crisis).  The neighbours thought I'd screamed something else when they knocked soon after - wondering who had been shot, stabbed or strangled....

Jimmy has been on the canal - climbing trees to recover floats he lost in October - such are the lengths some of us will go to relieve the boredom.  In a way, I can understand why he did it - he must be down to his last 150 Preston Classic 4s now - you have to look after your gear...

I'm now almost an expert on the different types of flat-screen tellies - I wanted to buy one last week and decided to compare them; big mistake.  I walked out of Currys with my ears bleeding after a sales chap tried to flog something to me - we're sticking with the one we've got for now; for the sake of my sanity if nowt else.

Hopefully, I'll be able to get back to work tomorrow; if there's more snow when I wake up - I dunno what other 'pleasantries' the neighbours will hear...