Small Blizzard, Not Many Dead
I'm going to be very un-British and not talk much about the weather, despite the fact that we had a load of snow the other night. It didn't seem to affect traffic, though the pavements were slushy and slippy all day, so was a bit of an anti-climax, really.
How to Keep Looking Young
I went and got my haircut, since I wanted to be able to see again, and as usual I marvelled at how these professional tonsors are not only able to find grey hairs on my head (I can't, and I'm sure no-one else can see them), but they also manage to cut so many of them. By the time the guy was finished, I was surrounded by a sea of grey. Luckily he didn't cut any of the brown ones.
I'm not at all worried about going grey, especially since I can't see my hair (at least not now it's been cut). When it eventually happens, I'm sure that it will make me look even more distinguished. My only worry is that, combined with my youthful good looks, people will feel sorry for me that I've gone grey at such an early age.
"I Can Recommend the Cocaine"
On the recommendation of Chris, I spent £40 on the complete box set of Jeremy Brett's Sherlock Holmes programmes (16 DVDs' worth). This was reduced from £120, so even though I have a stack of other DVDs I haven't watched, I thought it was a good idea to get it now.
Jeremy Brett's characterisation of Holmes is certainly a lot darker and less likeable than Basil Rathbone's, and is a lot closer to the original drug-addicted detective.