Seems my blog’s getting quite a few more hits since those nice people at the Mancubist and Manchizzle blogs listed me in there Blog rolls, so maybe my blog is’nt as boring as I thought, but then again how do I know people are actually coming back after there first visit here, be nice if maybe a few of you left a comment to say hello and let me know that I aint alone on here . .

Anyway Thxs Mancubist and Manchizzle for the listing yet again.

Anyway in Manchester news, it seems where going to get hit by snow sometime over night or early tomorrow, I’m hoping it’s either before I get to work or after I get to work, if it arrives before hand I can use it as an excuse for getting into work late (2 days on the trot I’ve been late this week and it’s been noticed), but then again if it arrives after get to work, I won’t have the nightmare of sitting in snarled up traffic for ages wishing I was back in bed.
It’d be nice if it does snow, not seen decent snow in ages, acually quite miss decent snow. Before I moved to Manchester I lived in a little village/town called Market Weighton, not the most exciting place in the world to grow up, but great when it snowed, in the 70’s the place was sometimes cut off for a couple of days due to the severity of the snow and occasionally it still does get snowed in, though now just for maybe a day at the most.

Heres a couple fo photo’s of last years snow fall there,when it blocked ofF Arras hill, the main route between Hull and York, used to go sledging up there in winter with nothing but a fertiliser bag stuffed with straw as a sledge 🙂 one of the best types of home made sledge as far as Im concerned.

I do actually miss Market Weighton for other reasons, what with its Giant Bradley day celebrations in May and the legend of Peg Fyfe the flying witch, who apparently skined a boy alive . . . though now adays the people round there are probably just a bit friendlier. I mostly miss my mates who I grew up with who still live there, it’s as if trapped in some timewarp aging but never quite changing . .

Bu mostly I miss my mum . . . best mother in the world she is to have put up with me for all these years and for going through the life being who she is . . Here’s abit about my mum on the Web, have a read and then you’ll see why shes a tough cookie

Anyway Just seen what time it is 1:11am so suppose I’d better get off to bed