It took me from 7 am this morning til 10:30 to get to work. How depressing. The bus would not stop in Bruntsfield for about 3 hours, just sped on past – there were 3 other folk waiting as well, though we were sat in the juice bar in front of the stop…all came running out when we saw the bus approaching and just looked so demoralised when yet another bus went by without stopping. MEAN, MEAN BUS DRIVERS!!! Though it was probably comedy gold from the POV of the girl working behind the counter at the juice bar.
Edinburgh is strangely unprepared for snow. As my street is a dead end, no one has shovelled – my boyfriend spent the past two days scraping our steps and the steps of the next door neighbours (the family we actually like), but other than our 3 sets of steps the others seem remarkably undisturbed. Maybe they have retreated underground and have decided to join the mole people? I’m not sure, but there is about 2 feet of snow on top of most of the cars.
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