With the wind howling outside it was a morning for snuggling back under the duvet and staying there. But get up I did and thought how much everything has changed. Not the getting up part, the weather part. When I was little we endured weeks of winter weather (and in Yorkshire the weather could be horrendous) and the pay-off was the lighter days of Spring and the earth coming back to life. The first sighting of a snowdrop was something to be excited about (that's growing up in Yorkshire for you I guess!) But now nature seems screwed.
We were walking back from friends' at 2 the other morning and birds were singing merrily away - truly, it wasn't the alcohol. Very strange. Then we were woken at 6.30 by a very loud owl. Something's a bit wrong surely?
So I am looking forward to some conventional weather away - warmth, sunshine, not so much wind thank you. But if Britain is so badly affected by climate change, it must be affecting everywhere else as well, mustn't it? We'll probably get to Uluru and be unable to see anything through the blizzard!
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