Snow
Soho Square looks like a Christmas card. There are two pigeons on my windowledge with little piles of snow on their heads - like coconut haystacks or tiny party hats. I even threw a snowball. A fat, hard, bright white one. It disintegrated into the wall with a satisfying crump.
Today is our second day of snow, and it’s a couple of inches deep where it’s not been disturbed. There’s a snowball fight in the street out front, and I’m very glad of my flasks of soup.
The soup is also filling me up, which is a good thing, as it means I’m not nibbling through the afternoon. It’s helped me come to the conclusion that the route to a successful new year is not to make any resolutions, as I’ve been to the gym every day since being back at work, am not eating rubbish, and feel far better for it.
I’m also thinking about the Russian train trip. There’s a fairly easy Brussels - Cologne - Brest - Moscow route, returning through Orscha - Brest - Terespol - Warsaw - Berlin, which looks fun, and only takes a couple of days each way, so should still be fun by the end. The Die Bahn site is a godsend for working out cross-border trains.
I’m tempted to break it en route, though. Probably in Warsaw on the way out and Berlin on the way home, although only for a night each way so I’ve still got most of a full week in Moscow.
The new year party invites are coming through. Two so far, including dog racing at Walthamstow. Fantastic. Private box, though, which I’m not sure will be as much fun as the stands. Still, can’t wait.
I’m trying desperately to remember what double-reverse forecast means, as it won me some money last time. (Or even if that’s the right phrase).
Gym this evening with Kevin, who is sickeningly close to fulfilling his new years resolution of finishing off his six-pack (or bar of chocolate as they apparently call it in France). He had a head start last year, of course, but it’s still only taken three months, which is practically obscene.
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