The Door Locked

Tuesday January 5, 2010.

I'm not going to bore you with a really long blog, just a small update on my day.

I sepnt most of the day ringing around peopl and booking my London Trip. I'm so excited for that, me and Zoe - friend from Uni - are going by train to London for one night. We are going to see Sister Act at the London Palladiam.

I also spent most of my time hoping I would get a phone call from work to say I didn't have to come in because of the weather. That didn't happen, so i had to drive in this awful weather really slow.

They then decided at 7.50pm to send us home. So I rushed out to my car, turned on the engine to warm up the car and scraped the snow off my windscreen. I then got in my car and drove off missing the traffic to get off site. Actually that last bit isn't true. I would like to say that but unfortunatly it went more like this: I then tried to get into my car and drive off to miss the traffic to get off site but found out I had locked myself out of my car. Yup, I'm sure it had to happen at sometime, but
did it really have to happen when I had been let go early from work? I waited 15 minutes for my dad to come with my spare key, at least then the inside of my car had warmed up.

I'll leave you with this: Why is it that Great Britain are always fascinated with the weather?

g'night
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