Yes, I'm talking about the weather

[croissantkatie]

It is currently raining very heavily, which apparently is my fault because I bemoaned the fact that, according to the weather report, we were going to only get light showers. I am very happy that they were wrong.

The downside of this is that there may not be enough people at my Dad's Sunday night football, which will result in TV watching based disagreements. I plan to use the World Cup against any suggestions from my Dad/brother I disagree with. We will no doubt end up watching most of the matches over the next month. I don't mind all that much, but there is only so much I can handle. Even if I end up getting to fill in the giant wall chart in our dining room. There was much debate over which paper to buy to get the free wall chart. In the end, the lure of a voucher for a tub of pringles was not enough to convince my Dad to buy the Sunday Express.

The other downside of this is that it is now raining down my chimney. We really have no idea why there is a chimney in the middle of my room (well, not quite the middle, but you can walk the whole way round it if you stoop slightly) which doesn't extend to the ground floor. Our house is quirky. Normally the odd drop of rain gets past the cap on the top, but it is actually nearly all getting through. This wouldn't be so much of a problem if the plastic bags which used to be stuffed up there to prevent this kind of thing happening were still up there, but we had to remove them to deal with a potential beehive. The current solution is a towel draped over the fireplace which is held up by tins of vegetables on the mantelpiece. Once the rain stops, hopefully we can sort out something more permanent, and something which means I can see my fridge magnet collection.

And whilst I'm making a post, Doctor Who!

Well, I really enjoyed it. It made me incredibly sad and teary, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. I found the depression stuff fairly difficult, but I was prepared and thought it was fairly well done. Thumbs up Who! I was terrified when I first heard about it, given that I was diagnosed with clinical depression a few months back, but it all went ok which was rather wonderful.

Bowties are cool, Bill Nighy was awesome and the ending, although it made me sad, also made me happy.

I am so sad that there are so few episodes left. It really has crept up on me. But it has been rather wonderful so I don't really mind that much.

And now, dinner and more chemistry revision. Only three more exams to go!