Last night the clocks went back to GMT. This is for me a depressing time of the year. The leaves have mostly fallen from the trees and the branches are stark against the grey skyline. Now the dusk will be with us from around four in the afternoon. Now is the long dark teatime of the soul (apologies to Douglas Adams). Now starts the slog through the awfulness of winter until the spring starts to make itself known in early March.
I was born to feel the sun on my face. These northern climes with their extended winters, do nothing for me….
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