Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Cold

Too cold to get out of bed but I have to eventually. Horizontal's very good for thinking but a bit tricky when it comes to writing things down. Put off going into work because the radiator in my office doesn't go above tepid, and the rest of the building's colder still... all down to some clever piece of 1930s engineering whereby the boiler is in the basement of a building in the next square and the hot water has to be piped through two back gardens, with all the opportunity for cooling and mishap that affords, before it gets anywhere near me. So sitting at home with the heating on but got to go to work in a minute as I have a student to see (I hope she brings a warm coat) and then - ta-da! - the departmental festive party. I know in my heart this will mean wine like paintstripper in a plastic cup and Sodexho's second cheapest (aka deluxe) sandwich buffet, standing around awkwardly, and speeches about how well we've coped with a challenging year, but hope triumphs over experience and at least, hopefully, the room will be warm.

1 comment:

Sarah said...

Party update.... Wine like paintstripper came in glasses... no sandwiches, it was the satay and mysterious meat on sticks buffet, plus strange pastry cases that were empty but mysteriously tasted of fish and no one ate them. Speeches as per but nice conversations too and no awkward standing about. Nice bunch, they are.