The sun comes out and everything's better
5 good things (#1)
I feel like the sun has been shining for three weeks straight. I spent a long weekend in Gran Canaria which was cheating, obviously, but even since I’ve been home I’ve been chasing good weather around the UK.
And it’s been great, hasn’t it? This premature glimpse of spring? Notes of genuine warmth in the air? Feeling confident enough to leave the house with a raincoat in your bag?
Every year, I convince myself that I don’t mind winter. There’s something sort of exhilarating about being outside in dreadful weather, getting blown around all over the place and coming home soaked to the skin, the unbridled joy of a hot shower afterwards. I love wearing a huge fleece and sitting under a blanket on the sofa. I like stews that take four hours to cook and mulled wine and finding a spot by the fire in the pub. And although the sun setting at 4pm is pretty limiting, I’m lucky that these days I can usually get out for a run or a walk during the day, a huge imp…