Is it Spring Yet?
Never in all my parenting life have I called a taxi to get to nursery & school to pick the kids up – but today I’m tempted. As I type and peer out of the window just in front of me, I’m confronted with what looks like the inside of a washing machine. It’s so wet and windy it’s unbelievable!
The wind is making roaring noises. the plants in the front garden are whipping to and fro, the rain is scuttering in drifts up and down the road, no-one is out and about apart from cars rushing down the road making noises like a rough sea breaking on a rocky shore. Sounds poetic, looks downright scary! I know I have to spend about an hour and a half out walking in it this afternoon and I also know I am going to be soaked to the skin and that the kids will flatly refuse to keep hats on, keep their gloves dry or stop jumping in puddles.
Is it spring yet? Because it HAS to be soon. We’ve only just made the tentative steps into Winter and I’m already pig sick of it. I want sunshine! I want flowers! I want swallows scything through the sky! I want blue skies and fluffy clouds. In fact I think I want to live in Hawaii. NOW.
Can someone buy me a plane ticket please? I’m willing to swap a shed load of old car boot stuff and 20lb of damsons in return? Save me from the weather!!!