For my convenience and peace of mind, I get through these horrible, grey, dreary English winters by focusing on the arrival of March! March means springtime which is brilliantly beautiful in England.
Spring has sprung,
the grass has riz,
I wonder where all the birdies iz....
Not exactly ee cummings but I like it!
The sun is shining, there are no grey clouds in the sky and I'm hoping my day at the office will be better than the last 2 days!
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There is nothing finer than a grey, drizzly day in Staines...
unless you count poking your own eyeballs with the end of a pen
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