Dear Octopus,
Wimbledon Park tube was shut due to signal failure at East Putney (signal failure again!) so I had to stand on a snowy platform at Earlsfield train station this morning for an hour. Nine trains passed before I could muscle my way onto one. Got into work over an hour late. It wasn't until lunchtime that my feet finally thawed. Commuting in snowy conditions is a grim and sadistic method of Guantanamo Bay-style torture, in my book.
(I remembered to be careful on the stairs by the way, as you so often reminded me.)
Made a new friend today. She came to me on recommendation, admittedly, but it's always nice to meet someone new. Within half an hour of knowing her she'd called me an 'egotistical prick' and I'd said she was 'a sour-faced and odious gutter-harlot.' I wish I could say that this kind of initial interaction is rare. But it isn't. Probably something to work on in the resolution arena come the first of Janvier.
It's probably worth mentioning though that I had a message recently from a Cephalopod Mollusc, who made my day. I haven't seen her in many years now, so it's nice to know that people remember each other, and say nice things. I was very grateful.
Anyway, have a lovely weekend.
Your loving friend,
Action Squid
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