The power of the weather to affect my mood never ceases to amaze me. Take today. Cold rain, miserable and grey. Well, I mean. It's enough to make you want to jump off a bridge,isn't it.
Now, I know that one day we will have lovely sunshine again and I will be full of the joys of spring. It's just that May seems a little bit far away right now. Oh well.
My usual winter crutches of comfort food and booze are not currently available to me. Oh, for a warming glass of Cote Rotie on a winter's evening and, erm; could I get a large T-bone steak with that?
Here is a picture of my dad, in order to cheer things up. It's nearly a year ago since he died. The current wintery weather in London keeps on reminding me of the whole damned thing.
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