Fantastic isn't it? - the snow I mean. Oh but isn't Mother Nature cruel, why not come at the weekend? They say it will all be over by this evening so no toboggoning for us girls. It seems the snow, like everything else these days, has a short attention span. How I long for those childhood days of wet wellingtons, a piece of candle wax and a sledge. Where did it all go wrong?My little rant about the BBC yesterday seems to have worked, my word I am read in high places. I switched on the news last night to find their chairman has quit! Who shall I turn my attention to next? The Daily Mail?
Seriously though, surely no one believes that old goat Hutton was impartial? Why, his name alone is an anagram for OLD NORTH UT (friend of Prescott?) it's also an anagram for TURD HOLT ON. Don't take my word for it, go to this excellent website and type in a name and see the results, it's blinding. Click here
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