According to my calendar at work, it is now officially winter. The change of season has brought a noticeable transformation to the weather. Gone are the grey, damp and humid conditions we have become so used to. The temperatures have plummeted and Bath now feels like the Arctic, with frost and thick clouds of fog in the air.

It’s all very nice and festive. The seasonal weather now makes one feel like celebrating Christmas on Monday and not just putting up with it because the retailers tell us to do so.

Without wanting to sound like Victor Meldew, the change in temperature hasn’t been totally appreciated. My desk at work is situated rather close to the main office doors, and whenever people walk in or out of the building, I am subject to whatever freezing temperatures are present outside. Things became so bad, that this morning I was forced to wear my thick coat and huddle up next to a portable, oil filled radiator to avoid hyperthermia.

I suppose I can’t really complain. When it suites me, I will happily put up with freezing my limbs off. I spent well over two hours watching Bath City on Tuesday night, and am travelling up to Leeds on Saturday to watch United play Hull City, in what as sadly become a relegation battle.

In other news,
– I finally finished my Christmas shopping in town yesterday.

– Watkins and Simon came round this evening. We went to The Globe and ate the traditional dish of Hunters Chicken. On the way back to mine, we stopped at Sainsbury’s where Watkins bought chocolate cake and I drank free samples of Baileys. Free alcohol – very nice, shame they stopped me taking the bottle.

– errr… well, that’s about it. Expect more blogging over the festive period.

To all regular readers of this blog and friends/associates that I fail to see over Christmas and forget to e-mail/text/write to/fax, have a very good Christmas!