“groovy mother...”

Another gift from my mum -- A clock which is confusing-as-all-hell to look at frontwards, but works rather splendidly on the back of our bathroom door.

We won't be opening the sliding door any time soon.

I don't think I'll be making it into work tomorrow

Just barely visible is some poor bugger who tried to drive down the street, and is now having to resort to digging-out and pushing his car to have any hope of making it to the other end

Not cycling anywhere today.