I went to three bookshops *in the hellhole that is central London*, *in the snow and the sleety unpleasantness*, *uphill both ways*, *with a stinking cold* and not so I could buy The Jade Throne. Oh no.
I read that yesterday. I wasn't without criticisms of it but I didn't care because I had to know what happened next. It was a compulsive sort of thing. Also the telly was shite last night, which helped.
Today I bought Black Powder War. I am 120 pages in. And I worked today. And I had to take two buses and a train and a tube to get into London to do it because this cretinous country apparently cannot cope with the snow THAT FALLS EVERY DAMNED YEAR. Yes, THE WHITE STUFF. You remember, the stuff that falls all over northern Europe (for starters) and yet they still get to work on time.
On the plus side, God, my street looked pretty at 7.30am this morning.
Anyway, some links from Londonist, my favourite website most days of the week
(1) Contrary to the X-Files, the bees are here to save us from the turrurists
(2) The City Hall goes all cylon
(3) London comes top of the dangerous cities league. Yay! Finally something we do better than the Germans or Spanish.
Tomorrow, work, then icons, then bed. I cannot be enjoying myself all the time.