On the day:
22/01/2013
On the way:
From the early morning magic of the winter garden, where bare branches bulge with snow, taller trees reach up through a white sky towards that one Smithian patch of blue and the patio table and bench are disfigured by a four-inch blanket; to the chilly close where wheels spin on a sheath of ice and humans hobble straight-legged, unable to entirely trust the crunch beneath their boots, unsure of what lies beneath; down to the road where traffic has turned smooth white snow to ridges and rolls of dark grey sludge but the icy pavements still crackle satisfyingly under the weight of each footfall; up to the high street, its swampy sidewalk awash with meltwater while buses bustle unflurried; onto a bus and along the familiar route surrounded by unfamiliar sights - cars transformed into huge white humps where parking bays usually lie empty, snowfields outside shopping centres, front yards filled with ice sculptures, scaly roofs now soft down, hedges topped like Christmas cakes; all the way, parting the waters in the muddy miles of puddle that were once hard tarmac, to the station; where the train expected at platform one has been cancelled, the southbound service is suffering severe delays, and I might as well catch the late train 'cos it will be coming in before the early one, which is now due in 27 minutes.
So just another day, then.
On the pod:
Chance (live) -Big Country
On the front page:
Woman, 25, 'freezes to death' yards from her home (London Evening Standard)
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