Monday 20 December 2010

This is not to be borne!

Hello children. Have you been out enjoying the snow? I haven't. I huddled under blankets and watched the entire run of the Andrew Davies adaptation of Pride and Prejudice, which reminded me of Austen's utter genius for bitchiness, bores, boors and put-downs ('you have a very small park'; 'you have delighted us long enough' and the magnificent 'I send no compliments to your mother'), some of which will be deployed in seminars if my failing brain remembers them.

And, of course, if my frozen corpse isn't found before winter draws to a close - I haven't any water supply at the moment, as my appalling and uninsulated Victorian building comes complete with frozen pipes. Bah humbug!

3 comments:

Zoot Horn said...

Beware the thaw! If any of the pipes have fractured you may incur waterfall wall and soggy book syndrome. Distressing will not be the half of it. Make frantic call to landlord now.

The Plashing Vole said...

I should be OK - none of my pipes are anywhere near an outside wall, so I'm assuming they're frozen a couple of floors below me. Here's hoping…

Sue's Blog said...

I hope your landlord is not Paul Uppal.