It's raining, it's pouring

To be fair, while it's been a wet, wet winter, it has been mild as all get out (no Lara hat wearing to date), and we denizens of London village have been spared the flooding that's engulfing Somerset, Oxfordshire, and all those places "-upon-Thames".  One is starting to wonder if Darren Aronofsky has anything to do with it.

Where I've been since the last post and why I haven't been writing isn't particularly worth going into - there hasn't been one thing, it's really just been a lifestyle change that crept up on me and got in the way.  It's all good, really, but I've missed writing for fun and am making a belated non-NY resolution to try, try again.  Because I missed you.

That's all for now - sun's out and Canada's on track for a record medal count in Sochi.  All is right with the world.