Now The Summer Has Gone

Now The Summer Has Gone. Such an almost appropriate title. We’ve had a lovely couple of weeks of sunshine and bright skies. And now the rain has returned.

It’s Springtime in fact. We hang our coats on the changing seasons in the UK. Even though each season tends to be very changeable in itself. Change is perhaps a part of the British psychology. Probably helps us to be a little bit adaptable. Like a flexible friend, on our good days.

I’m betting that my Australian cousin, living in an Outback where the main issue to be dealt with is heat and a lack of water, is going to have different characteristics to me. Possibly tougher and hardier. Like a pair of old leather gardening gloves. Possibly.

We carry the weather with us. The environment we grow up in affecting us as much as our genes.

I’m at a Costa Coffee in Bishops Briggs, a new environment for me, while writing this, as I get needed work done on the car while travelling down to a family get together in the peak district of Derbyshire later today. Ach, it’s all part of the ride.

And it doesn’t look like we’ll be getting much Summertime, when we eventually get to our destination. But one things for certain. We’ll be getting some sort of weather.