My mother sent me a photo of my hometown today. A thick layer of snow covers the ground and they’ve got plenty of weeks to go before the birch trees will be dressed with green leaves. Depressing. Today, however, London is equally depressing and it feels like we’ve been hit by autumn. The rain is pouring down, the proud daffodils are looking rather sad and the cherry blossom trees have no pink lustre. But at least they’re there, and compared to K-town, spring has definitely sprung.
Can you imagine walking home from work in this?