A look at life from beautiful Ruislip on the fringe of London by a bloke
who used to travel to work each day by train.
But not any more. [That's lovely: Ed]
Saturday, February 04, 2012
The meaning of 0 degrees
The disc of ice on the left came out of the saucer this morning. I refilled the saucer with water (for the benefit of birds, not one of whom subsequently bothered to come into the garden, but I digress). Some time later, with the temperature on our garden thermometer reading exactly 0c, the ice was intact and the water still liquid. Funny stuff water.