It has been pouring all week. It's been so miserable, grey, cold and windy that you pretty much do everything in your power to avoid going out. I mean I like rain, I have nothing against it. I suppose the only thing getting me is the greyness! That's awful.

Also by the look of this post, I think event the FT's editors have not on a very happy mood this week. Oh dear.

We were re-watching the Voice earlier today and there were two competitors singing James Morrison and Nelly Furtado's Broken Strings and they sang it so well that I had to youtube it an hour later. To be completely honest, I have never been a massive fan of this song, but after hearing it today it somehow sounded good.