Once on a donkey in Tunbridge Wells

I took pictures.

( Cut for piccies )

I'm tempted to take even more pictures. Back soon. XD

Edit: I would like to point out that I live in SURREY, in the SOUTH of England. Surrey winters are normally pansy winters that don't get snow and don't go below -1 degrees C. THIS IS REALLY FREAKING UNUSUAL.

Sooooooo. It appears that my car is approximately four inches taller than normal.

And when I say "approximately", I mean "at least".

I think, for the first time in my life, I am actually snowed in. I see no way of getting into work this morning.

In honour of this, have a fic snippet. Anyone remember the Penelo's Navel fic beginning thingy I posted ages ago? Well, this is the first bit of the next part. Or something like that.

Edit: forgot, standard warnings apply: is neither finished nor edited, therefore may be subject to spelling errors, grammatical errors, gibberish, bad plotlines, stupid metaphors and/or discontinuation.

( FIC: A Tale of Archadian Passion, or, Penelo's Navel: Part 2.1 )