Titanarum

January. What a month. To depress myself further I’ve decided to make a list of what is most horrid about this long, dark period. 1 It is we.  2 It is cold.  3 The wind blows too harshly.  4 The heating bills are ridiculous and set to rise even further due to greedy energy companies.5 I have to pay my annual allotment fee. I don’t mind that as it is very cheap but it means remembering the number of my plot, and I can’t, so I have to go down there, heaven forbid, and find out. I do mind that.  6 I’m sick of clementines.  7 I’m bored with cabbage and potatoes.  8 There are too many daffodils bulbs emerging. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly. 9 The buds on trees and shrubs are swelling up. Frost will kill every single one of them.  10 Tax has to be calculated and returned to the Inland Revenue.  

See. Wasn’t that just minging? And there’s still another 8 days to go before February can take over. And it isn’t as if that month is much better. But at least it is shorter. Let us be grateful for small mercies.