Today, I stood at the bus stop somewhere in London and my feet froze. I thought it was summer, or so the official time tells me. British Summer time. What has happened.  Where is the summer??????? This weekend should have been a warm one, bank holiday.  It is exactly as it says, a holiday for the banks and no one else....... 

 

People change when it is warm, they smile at you, nod in acknowlegement and even sometimes say "nice day love".  After being cocooned up all winter, the body cries gasping "vitamin D vitamin D"   "Give me  vitamin D, toes look up at you and say I want to be free.... 

 

 The mind goes into reverse mode in winter.  Things that one tolerated when it was summer become annoying and intolerable. For example that extra 5 minute wait for the bus, or the presence of foreigners (I have experienced that). This seems to bring a scowl across the faces of the indigenous not because they hate you but because they are fed up of life in the dull, damp, environment and as everyone knows, if you can't blame yourself or nature for a situation, blame someone else..........

 

If I could carry the sunshine from the equator to London I would, and would gladly pay the excess baggage charges the airlines charge, just so that I could share it with everyone. for FREE!!!!!!.   Winter brings sniffles, headaches, overspending and depressive eating. 

 

The sun also brings out surprises... Why else would you find so many yet to be born appearing as soon as the sun comes out.  It is as though coats and jackets kept them hidden and the sun opened the gateway for them so they could shout, "look at me, I am about to be born,".  I pray that the real summer comes soon so that when the children stream out of school the sun rather than  Xboxes, PS2's and computers keep them occupied.  Until then I am thawing my toes against the radiator which was switched on today........... or