No Name.

Ah! Hello there, enjoy your *insert activity here*? Yes? Good. I believe I'm the *only* person in the world who hates being asked about christmas. You have to repeat 'oh yes, it was lovely' too many times and its lies. A truthful answer would be 'Well, after stuffing myself with unatural amounts of food and not being able to move for the rest of the afternoon, I had to play three hours of monopoly with my over competetive brother, does that answer your question?'
No, no my christmas was perfectly lovely, if not a little unproductive.
My school was closed due to some strange white fluffy stuff from the sky, local news teams are naming it 'snow'. It creeks like old floorboards when you walk on it and is highly unatural. Unless you're Siberian (apparently one school there only closes unless it's minus 50..you can't imagine, i thought minus one was effing cold). I had a wonderful time sledging and doing general 'snow activities' with Rachel, Rachel (yes, there are two), Dan, Piers and Jack. Overall was generally happy with this snow for about..a day. I hate having nothing to do, therfore, school being closed for LONGER was absolutely horrible.
Oh well, it's over now. The nightmare has melted away.