A look at life from a bloke who used to live in beautiful Ruislip on the fringe of London and who used to travel to work each day by train. But not any more. [I suppose this will have to do: 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.
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