Burned out on work for today and left alone in the house for an hour or two this evening, there’s only one thing to do. Catch up on the blog. A fine place to start is by introducing my new mug to the party. That’s right - a while back (wow, maybe a couple of years ago now) when I was left in a similar situation, I ran a blog post about all of my mugs. This is the latest addition. Isn’t she beautiful? Nice to see the inclusion of the Angels after their reappearance in the show this year. Mostly, this mug rocks hard but my favourite is still the square one I have with the Judoon Captain on it.

Been keeping some late nights lately too - managed to get through the whole season 2 of Fringe and as far as we have gotten into season 3, kept up with Supernatural and also whipped through season 2 of Mad Men. Mostly though, l’m looking forward to Californication and Torchwood restarting. But you don't want to know about that - you want to know about snow!

Congratulations to everybody who rumbled my snow picture as being a fake. If the snow in my street really fell so it was 40ft high, I would move house in the next five minutes. No, that was stolen from the Ice Road Truckers website - I think it's Alaska. For those of you really thought I would dig snow with my neighbours for hours on end... shame on all of you!

On that very same subject, the morning that I had to walk to the supermarket, I found this temporary sign that had been knocked up overnight pointing to the local kids gym. I’m a pretty liberated guy who does waaay more than my fair share with my kids - do people still really exist who would respond to this sort of thing any more or have all my wishes been granted and we’ve flipped back to the seventies?

Started making plans for January this afternoon - hitting the road quite a lot. We’ve got our own Tattoo Freeze right in the middle (up in Telford) and then a couple of weeks later, it’s the Brighton Con (in er... Brighton). That’s nearly a whole week in hotel rooms. Gonna be busy though - two magazines and a book to put to bed in the January period along with my own deadlines for a couple of short stories and first draft of “something else” to get done too.

And so my brief period alone comes to an end - Eleanor needs picking up at the train station, the kids need some stuff dropping off and those are just the things I can remember... it's my birthday on Monday. Am thinking that watching Machete with a Chinese meal in a box is the word on the street this year...