Wednesday, January 28, 2004
In the last twenty minutes it looks like about two inches of snow's fallen, and there's lightning and everything. Tonight's plans cancelled, then. Can't help thinking the weather prophets don't like the Inland Revenue: it's almost a year to the day that London ground to standstill when I was delivering last year's tax return.
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