It's Black Friday weekend, which means I'm on call and go into work in order to give out sweets and treats to the pickers and packers and try and nail a smile to my face against all my introverted impulses.
It wasn't too bad though, actually receiving thanks for giving folk a couple of Malteaser Celebrations was actually quite helpful, although there were a few greedy sorts around wanting too many bananas or helping themselves to too many lollipops.
The main issue today has been cycling today in the freezing fog that has enveloped the town overnight, it really wasn't much fun at all and I refused to work past 3pm when the light begins to go. I did however go for a quick walk round town to photograph the sights, or milky opaque lack of them.
There is the film "The Mist" where the inhabitants of a small midwest town in the USA find themselves, menaced by mysterious and terrifying monsters that have come across the dimensions into a thick fog. The townsfolk hold up in a supermarket, but eventually a few of them a run for it, out into the mist...
Well walking along the river today was just like that, the possibility of a creature rising up from the water and sweeping me beneath with a meaty tentacle ever present.
Of course it didn't happen, but it's fun to lose yourself in imagination...
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