More Medical Discoveries

Bloody weather.

Now, I don't mind a bit of snow. Who does? (Apart from everyone who has to drive anywhere the next day...)

A certain Principal told me the other day that in Finland they've had 5 foot of snow, over night. That's ridiculous, our country would simply fall apart if that happens. Then again, it's minus ten in Finland.

But this has led to a new mental disorder being discovered - by me, of course.

I'm calling it MO-OCD - Met Office Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

It manifests itself in the brains of teenagers who should really a) know better and b) be doing that important coursework they're still putting off.

And what happens is, at the slightest mention of the S word, said person with the condition is straight on a weather website, such as the Met Office or BBC Weather, aimlessly trying to predict when their particular area will - if ever - get a blanket of the white stuff.

I myself suffered from this condition for a little while. It's awful, like chronic man-flu. Except you can die from that, MO-OCD just annoys you for a little while...

Anyway, I went for a walk with Kenneth to see if I could take any pretty pictures of any such snow, and quite simply, couldn't. Did get a nice chance to check out my new Lowepro camera bag though, which is a bit big but fits Kenneth and associated accessories inside quite nicely. Good ol' Jessops.

The DI Christmas Email went our this week and thanks for some lovely replies, not least Eli's "well done 2 u all remember 2 endevour 2 endvour she was of course a great ship full of learning and knowledge that a camera would have enjoyed merry xmas 2 yu all endevour" Ah yes...

Photography has, to be fair, been a bit flat recently. I borrowed a camera on Friday at LC's request of taking snowy pictures for next year's Christmas cards. However by the time I'd taking part in an English Lit Pub Quiz (during which me and Luke lost 50p each to Alex; Bastard.) the lovely snow had stopped falling and the sun had started to melt what was on the ground. Fail.

I'll leave you now, I have to check the weather report...