Sometimes I see something that I’d love to share but don’t really have a whole story for. That is why I started taking part in the Wordless Wednesday group and I thought I’d occasionally share a little something on a Sunday because I often want to show people a snapshot of my weekend.
Despite being exceptionally grumpy on Wednesday, I have to concede that it is not quite winter here in London. This was taken in Bexley on Saturday and although chilly, it was a beautiful, sunny morning. We woke up this morning to a soaking wet and grey day; a typical one where I get nasty little looks from my cats as if I purposefully arranged a soggy day to irritate them. But now as I sit in bed enjoying a cup of tea, I can once again see beautiful blue skies and sunshine outside.
See? Evidence. According to Wikipedia, it makes more sense to regard winter as taking place from Winter Solstice to Spring Equinox because those are the coldest months even though meteorologically, the winter solstice should equal mid-winter. This is all very confusing for my South African brain where I considered summer to start mid-August and to end on my birthday in May.
By the way, I’d like to state that I don’t often spend the whole of Sunday in bed in my pyjamas but that would be an outright lie. I often do it. I have made a concerted effort to spend less time on the internet lately though, especially on weekends. That is going pretty well.
Today, however, I am consciously spending the day in bed as my back is really sore. I have an old whiplash injury that flares up from time to time and I went for an emergency remedial massage last night and so my back is tender from all the work my therapist had to do. She is really good though and I must go more often. This is her website: Tranquility Spa. She deserves a medal for being available at short notice in the evenings.
So back to yesterday then.
We went through to Bexley to watch Planet 51 at the cinema (which I reviewed over at Emm Media).
I’ve always found this little display fascinating and it makes me wonder how many more unexploded bombs and fragments are lying around England.
Hmmm. Is it time for an afternoon nap yet?
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