Sitting on my arse contemplating starting a Mindfulness course to enhance the delights of post C word January. The days are getting longer. I’ve just seen my first Snowdrop. The daffs I replanted last year are already breaking through and we are planning to move to our new home filled with south facing light.
Fuck me, shoot me now! All this optimism is turning me into a benign twat.
You have things growing already!?
WE are buried in ice and snow with nothing but rain and freezing rain forecast for the next four days.
No, not at all envious. No.