h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

To all those inconsiderate "people" this morning that made my walk to work a health hazard.

The weather has finally got cold here in the UK, it actually dropped below freezing and there's even, shock, horror, talk of snow!

So to all those commuters that woke up this morning, saw their car covered in ice and decided to clear it off using warm water. Warm water that then dripped onto their driveways and out onto the pavements. Warm water that then got very cold and froze on the pavement, leaving nice, slippery ice patches over all the driveways of the ignorant people. Slippery patches that your innocent pedestrian, who's able to walk the forty minutes to work rather than absolutely having to drive, because deities forbid you might get fit, but slippery patches that make your walk hazardous to your health.

So to all those idiots, I hope you slip over on someone else's ice and break a hip.

That may sound cruel, and I probably shouldn't be wishing harm on anyone, but my walk into work this morning took an extra fifteen minutes due to having to either walk very carefully over their ignorant ice, or make mad dashes along the roads (avoiding parked cars) to get around them. Thanks a bunch, break a leg.


I feel better getting that off my chest. It's been there all day building up.

So, back to my life and the new girly. Things would be great, and in fact most things are. The only places where they aren't is where other people intervere, even though it's got nothing to do with them. I shan't name anyone, or even call them a bitter and twisted spinster who's piffed that they've made such a huge mess of their own life that they can't stand to see anyone who's split up not at each others' throats, but they annoy me.

The girly is now set to move in with me two weeks earlier than we thought, so it's now the middle of April rather than the end. We just have to find her some work around here. It's not overly urgent to start with as my wages cover all the bills and the food too I think. I've not actually bought any food yet, other people seem to buy it for me. Not quite sure how that's worked out, but I'm not complaining. So all she's got to provide is beer money. Hang on, did I say it wasn't urgent? Eeek!

So if anyone wants a proof-reader or archaeological researcher in the north of england, she's ya' gal. Although she's not. She's mine

Only got to provide beer money Best be a well paid job then

A couple of weeks ago during the last cold snap, I nearly fell over on what was probably the ONLY bit of ice in the city centre. Hanging outside a pub are some hanging baskets. They're on an automatic watering system. They're still being watered at some point overnight/early morning. The pavement can be treacherous when icy.
At least I thought ahead this morning and decided to walk on the road at that point.