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Typical innit

At a time when we could all be out and about enjoying the glorious weather, we’re on lockdown 🤪🤪🤪❌🚶🏻‍♀️

I can hear the birds 😃🕊🕊🐦

For me, in my job, its business as usual. This is my life…confined to the house for 22 hours a day, 2-4 weeks at a time, with a few outing exceptions like hospital visits or the doctor or a bit of shopping. I don’t mind so much in winter when its cold and rainy, but it’s a mental (and emotional) challenge in spring, summer and autumn. 🌸🌼🍁

But, I am making the most of my break and getting out while the going is good and making the most of my allowable time off and out ….adhering to work and government guidelines. Thankfully this position is not like many others I’ve had in the past where I’m not allowed to leave the house at all for 2 weeks at a time due to the nature of the client’s condition and requirements.

Make the most of your time out allowance and enjoy the fabulous weather….the air is clearer, I can hear the birds, there’s less pollution, I can see the stars at night, and nature is drawing breath….

Clear skies 🌝🌝

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Spring forward; Autumn back! Finally after 9 ‘springs’, I have got it.  The clocks went forward on 28th March BST (British Standard Time).  What this really means is that urgh! we have to get up an hour earlier than the day before.   Now this is not much of a surprise since it happens every year, as the days get light earlier and yay it means summer is on the way! We hope 🙂

Sunday 28th March was meant to herald the advent of Spring!  Or so one would think.  We had a burst of sun for an hour or so and then the rain fell; no surprise there!    After living in the UK for the last 9 years plus, I finally get why the Brits are so fixated on the weather.   It’s the promise of sunshine that keeps the eye on the heavens and gives the weatherman such a bad rep when we are faced with another rainy day.   I actually started writing this blog on the 7th April.  I did not get to finish it that day and saved it to draft with the intention of posting it the next day…..however, our ever fickle Mother Nature decided differently and the very next day was sunny and bright and so it has stayed ever since…..till today!!! So finally I can get to post this blog….it is raining!

One of the things that I love about the UK (and there are many) is that the seasons are so distinctive.   Unlike in South Africa where the days tends to blend and autumn is noted by cooler days and spring goes unnoticed except for the blossoms; here in the UK and I am sure in many other parts of the northern hemisphere, the seasons are quite distinctive.

Autumn is a glorious display of vibrant glowing colours; reds, yellows, gold and orange.  The days are brisk and windy, sending dried leaves scurrying about in whirls of colour.   The days shorten imperceptibly till suddenly you notice it’s dark by 5pm!  Misty days wrap skeletal trees in cloaks of mystery, the very sensible birdlife leave for sunnier climes and furry creatues both large and small burrow into cozy nests and snooze the colder days away.

Winter arrives with a flourish!  No politeness there…it just arrives – bang, one day you wake up and it’s bloody cold.  The temperatures drop and the folk in more northern countries send their icy winds our way.   The weatherman gets it in the ear and nothing he has to say is of any good cheer.   Like a baby’s bum, it’s wet and windy; and cold. Urgh.  The days deepen, the nights linger and getting up out of a cozy bed in the morning’s is hell….especially if you don’t have central heating.   Now clever me, my job entails living in old people’s homes and since they always feel the cold, the heating is usually (with one or two exceptions) way up high.  In an attempt to consider the planet and the ecology I spend a fair amount of time turning thermometers down 🙂 

Then the snow arrives!  Chaos decends and the kids go wild!!! No school; hooray!  After centuries of snow in winter, you would think that the government has figured out it needs to put plans in place to deal with this. But no, it always comes as a big surprise “Oh my gosh! Look at that it snowed!”   The country is torn between joy & annoyance.   Businesses lose money and people go out to play. 

Winter seems to last forever, long dark nights, short days and cold that seeps into the bones sending shivers along the spine.  Scarves and gloves, boots and jackets, thermals and caps.   No romantic liasons then!  Coughs, colds and sneezes abound, kleenex makes a killing for sure.

Then suddenly, the days start to lengthen and Spring  arrives with an array of colours, buds unfurl and the days are brightened by splashes of colour, snowdrops carpet the ground

snowdrops herald the approach of spring

 and daffodils brighten even the dullest of days with their sunny dispositions.

daffodils with their sunny faces

The world seems to stretch her arms in response to the warm stirring of the suns rays.   Spring heralds ancient pagan festivals and rituals, to welcome the promise of summer.

And then we have summer! Or do we.  Occassionally we have a rush of hot sunny days, when the parks are filled with lazy picnics, the beaches crowded with folk, eager to catch the sun’s rays before it dissappears behind the clouds.  So here’s hoping for a nice hot sunny summer.   The last 2 weeks have, except for the advent of the volcanic eruption and resulting ashy air been fabulous!  Blue skies, nary a cloud in sight and everyone went out to picnic. 

And now we have returned pretty much to normal….overcast and rain. It’s great to have such dependable weather 🙂

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