Oh the weather in London was horrid today; dank, damp, dark and dismal and only the merest hint of sleet. I am quite jealous of all the photos from Norn Iron of snowmen. This photograph was taken several years ago. There is some frozen sleet on top of some of the cars in my street but that's it.
I brought my trainers to work today as I intended walking part of the way home. Really I should be doing at least three walks a week as part of my training regime. I went as far as putting the trainers on and then caught the train home. It was too miserable to walk anywhere. I have completely lost any embarrassment about wearing trainers with my everyday work clothes. One of the advantages of getting old is that you care less and less about this kind of thing.
I am being very successful at not buying stuff this month (if you discount the Kenwood Chef which I still haven't used). I did find myself looking longingly into the window of T.K. Maxx tonight but I resisted going in.
I am very glad tomorrow is Friday.