A week where everything looked like it was going to get back to business as usual, and then the days that I was supposed to be going up to London and Reading, things crop up. First the snow has it’s last hurrah, and then sickness sets in… rubbish.

Day three of not being able to get to work. I feel guilty because I’m working from home yet again, I shouldn’t feel guilty, because I am actually working… most of the time. It’s just very easy to get distracted by things around the flat. I ended up getting my cordless drill out and attempting to fix my sofa at lunch! Here’s to hoping that the snow has cleared by Monday and I can actually make the commute.

I’ve picked up one of two photography related Christmas presents, this is the Magnum portfolio book, hence the resurgence of taking photos. It’s times like this that I’m sorry I gave up on my 365. Maybe I could just try a 52? One a week perhaps?

Had a snow day working from home today, so I popped out to play in the park at lunch. I’m pretty sure I was the only person wandering around in the snow with a tray of novelty ice cubes!

(and it’s a handy widescreen ratio for wallpapers!)