You should have seen the state I was in when I reached the train station this morning!
We are experiencing severe weather conditions (again) in England. So severe that it was virtually impossible to keep my umbrella up this morning. Don’t you hate it when that happens? I needed the umbrella to shelter me from the rain but the naughty wind kept turning it inside out. The wind was so strong it literally took my breath away, and I was struggling to walk in a straight line at one point.
By the time I arrived at the station I looked as if I'd been dragged through a bush backwards, doing kart wheels and hand stands, and all sorts of things which can make you look flustered and messy.
My hair resembled a tangled birds nest, my off-centre parting was nowhere to be seen. My jeans were soaked and sticking to my legs, as a result of the useless umbrella. My glasses were covered in rain drops, and I was in great
danger of walking into something or someone until I could wipe them clean with my poor, cold hands.
However, my journey into work was nothing compared to some unfortunate people. There I was moaning to my work colleague and friend, and the sales manager, about my windy and wet walk to the station, when the sales manager stopped me in my tracks. The train he uses to commute each day could not stop at one particular station, due to a gigantic billboard falling down, onto unsuspecting waiting passengers. Apparently when his train travelled through the station, there were stretchers everywhere to cart people off to hospital. How awful. I immediately stopped moaning and felt extremely grateful that a billboard had not fallen on top of me this morning.
As you can imagine, there is no way I am stepping into the outside world this lunchtime. Far too dangerous. I’ve been looking at blogs and photographs.
The photographs are from the latest girls night out. The latest girls night out where the girlies and I celebrated one of our lovely friends birthday.
We met at a local bar, with a live band and reserved seating. It’s not often that we all get together on the same night, as life, finances and distances have an annoying habit of getting in the way, so it was quite exciting to all be out together again.
After a few drinks at the first bar, we moved along to another one, which had cheesy music and outside seating, with heaters (it’s far too cold to sit outside without any sort of heating). At the second bar I seem to remember singing ‘hopelessly devoted to you’ very loudly, addressing the song to my friends. Although I stopped singing when I noticed an ambulance outside, and a woman lying on the floor. I’m not sure if she had suffered from some kind of fit or she’d been a victim of binge drinking. But it’s never nice to see an ambulance, is it. I do hope she was okay.
At the end of the night taxis were called and one of my friends kipped on my bedroom floor. We were giggling and talking too loudly, and I hoped my parents wouldn’t bang on the wall and ask us to keep the noise down. It was like being a teenager again! Minus the spots and mood swings.
Sorry folks, I’ve just realised I’ve left my adapter at home, so I can’t upload the photographs to FPE. I’ll have to do it tomorrow. What a big tease I am.
I've stopped teasing you - here are the photographs. Apologies for the delay.
Pictures of the day: