A strange thing is happening to me this autumn and that is that I am enjoying it immensely. This is something of a revelation for me as I normally spend the months of September, October and November in a thoroughly depressed state of mind courtesy of lack of daylight and falling temperatures.
There may well be several contributing factors to this unusually positive state of mind and I have counted three so far.
I have stuck to my plan of ...
We arrived back from Spain late on Sunday night and if I have learnt one thing, it is that my body is no longer built with the physical strength to drink alcohol and eat red meat on three consecutive days, which is perhaps, no bad thing.
Fuengirola as a resort is a funny old place really, much of it is an architectural disaster that was constructed in I would guess, the sixties and seventies, to satisfy the demand from northern Europe and in ...
Autumn came crashing in yesterday resulting in a day about as dire as you could wish for, cold enough for my central heating to return action with an alarming click, clunk and a crunch which will one day result in an invoice that will strip my children of any inheritance I may have left to offer them. Of course, the one good thing about not having a summer in 2012 is that now it is officially over, there is nothing to get too depressed about. It ...
There is increasing information coming from the Met Office that the huge ridge of high pressure that builds from the Azores every summer may, in the next week, be about to extend further north in to southern Britain, pushing away the jet stream and the succession of low pressure systems that have been spinning across us since April.
After the hideous conditions we have experienced so far this summer, if this miracle does occur, it will be ...
If awful summer weather was an Olympic sport Britain would be raking in the medals in 2012 as, for about the sixth year running, new records of rainfall having fallen in various months. This year, April and June have been the stars of the show, accumulating impressive amounts of water not seen since accurate recordings began around 1910. Now, I am not a nostalgic believer that all our summers used to be spent licking ice cream whilst queuing for ...