i was wondering round the park last night and there were literally hundreds of snowmen. someone had made an igloo ("how clever" i thought) and someone else a mini stone henge ("quite amusing" i thought). but then i came across a massive ice carving of buddha (taller than 6 foot) and i thought, "what fucking loser bothered with this?". then i thought, "thank god i'm not in victoria park, god knows what the art-set have imagined out there".

me: pretty moody.


it was pretty funny on bbc breakfasts this morning when the weather girl had 2 ice sculptors in the garden with her (they'd made a tea pot):

scottish weatherwoman: "so, how sturdy is it?" *touches tea pot - handle falls off*

mesmeric