Oh, I'm not ashamed at all

Off snowboarding for a few days tomorrow, so no posting from me. I know you're upset, so to make up for a lack off my astute and candid observances on life, have a chuckle at some pictures that were taken on Friday.

DTRs? no ta

Nothing interesting is happening in my life, so hence no regular or itneresting posts, unfortunately. I currently seem to spend all my time doing admin for the trip to Lithuania I'm leading (in only 10 weeks time...aarrgh!) and fielding calls that my boss can't take because he (well, his wife really) is having a baby. But I'm going boarding in Chamonix on monday for three days, which will be some welcome escapism! So to make it worth your while having read this far, I've picked the 3 most pretty pictures I could find in my photo album for you to stare endlessly (or at least for a couple of seconds) at. Actually, i would have done if blogger worked. But I'm too lazy to delete the last sentance so i thought I would spend more time writing these two instead.

Oh, and if anyone fancies buying me this book, I will love you forever!

Its March. STOP SNOWING!

Are the men in yellow unfarily treated?

I thought I would leave this post for a while and allow all the other folk to get in their blogs about how exciting the snow was last friday, so that when I finally write about it, it keeps the excitment going just that little bit longer.

So no snow through January, or February, and then on March 3, by which time we're supposed to say goodbye to all the crappy weather and early darkness, we get a whole dump of snow. Snow is only as exciting as the stories that accompany it and this blog is no different. My second favourite story of the day was walking through the meadows and seeing some guys build the biggest snowman I have ever seen with my own eyes. When I passed, it was taking 3 of them to even move the ball they were using for it's body. I returned later and had a cheeky picture taken with the giant.

A story that is indeed not funny in the slightest, but at least made for some intersting pics.






A story that is actually funny happened further up in town. Me and my mate Pete spied an irate woman arguing with two traffic wardens who were in the process of giving her a ticket. Normally hilarious in it's own right (indeed, what is funnier than a grown woman stomping her feet and throwning a hissy fit at someone who clearly couldn't give a rat's ass), this incident was made more amusing by the anticts of a passing family.

Walking along the other side of the road, suitably attired in a chav uniform, the Father, Mother and Son trio strategically picked up snow and started hurling snowballs at the woman, her car and traffic wardens. Unfrotunately for the story's sake, they were awful shots, and none of the victimized partied appeared to notice, robbing the woman of a chance to direct her spittin poison somewhere else. However, to make up for this, the small child (who could barely make his snowballs pass the middle of the road) stood jumping up and down on the curb laughing in a manical manner. Why, I wouldn't be suprised if one day he grows up to take over the world.