Working from home has good points and bad points.

I sometimes think it’s a bad point that I can wander downstairs, and even before the kettle’s boiled I can be ‘at work’. Also I can still be at work at nearly midnight – it’s sometimes just too easy to be tempted to finish that little thing off, and the computer’s so close and besides the boss is watching Sex and the City – again, etc. You can see where I’m going.

But today, there is a layer of snow about 6 inches deep (don’t know what that is in metric, and don’t care) and all around me people are moaning about the state of the trains and buses. And I don’t have to worry about any of that.

Whee……