Have you ever noticed that you never feel so thirsty, or in need of a bath, just after a water main bursts and deprives you of running water? You never know how much you need it until it's gone.
Ah well, this week won't be the first time I've walked all the way to Brixton in order to get to Kings College Hospital for an outpatient's appointment on account of Brixton Hill being closed to all traffic. Not that I know it will be, but it has happened three times in my decade here. Fortunately, on two of those occasions I didn't have an outpatients' appointment.
Looking on the bright side, there isn't actually any snow on the ground...
