My Road in the Snow
I suppose I’ve lived in London off and on for about half my life.
But I can only remember it snowing like this twice in London before.
Once when I was a child about eleven and then one Christmas when we lived in St. John’s Wood, I can remember driving to East Barnet to bring my mother-in-law to Christmas lunch through the snow in a borrowed Vauxhall Cresta.
But this is my road tonight.
Dissappointed with the Virgins
I say virgins, as all of the services are not really up to scratch. Or at least what I expect.
- The broadband has now failed five times and I have to switch off the modem and reboot every time. As it improved when I undid all the connections and reconnected them, I think it’s all down to a bad joint. But it’s annoying.
- They still haven’t transferred my previous landline number to the new connection.
- But the biggest problem is the design of the box that provides television. I give it about four out of ten, whereas I’d give my previous Sky-Plus nine. The reason it would only get that, is that it lacks the back button, which the virgin has.
- I’m also paying for ESPN and it’s not being delivered.
They will be getting an ear-wigging today.
Living with Pubs
In all the places C and I lived we never had a pub within walking distance, except when we lived in St. John’s Wood and the Barbican. But in those cases we could not either not afford to go out for a drink, or pay for a reliable baby sitter.
Here though, I have four pubs, two restaurants, a deli with a cafe and several other cafes within two minutes walk. I actually have a pub on the corner, but it doesn’t serve my type of drink; proper cider. I’;ve only been there once and although it looks nice, it just isn’t my type of pub.
Last night, I walked two minutes away and found a real pub with what looked like decent drink and food. The building was also in the style of many London pubs, that have been immortalised in East Enders, but it had a rather nice courtyard around it, that will be a nce place to drink in warmer weather.
I had a decent half of Addlestone‘s cider, talked to the chef about gluten-free food and then walked home. I shall try some of the food in the next week or so.
So as I had a nice snack lunch with a friend in one of the other pubs, that makes two that will satisfy my taste within walking distance.
