3 February 2006
How to survive a British winter
Remind yourself that the emerging snowdrops are signs of warmer times to come. Eventually.
Pretend you are Ivor the Engine and make the appropriate pishticoo noises when standing at bus stops watching your breath billow upwards.
Order asparagus crowns and dream of eating the glorious purple spears, smothered in melted butter for a summer supper in two years’ time.
Make sure you are as cosily wrapped up as your hard-working worms.
Forget glamour.
Plan and book a fabulous 10-day stay in Lucca over Easter for you and your loved one. Make yourself unbearable by smugly telling everyone at work and on the internet.
Filed under: Seasons - winter — Clare @ 12:24 pm
Owen. You are a lucky man, I hope you know that.
(03.02.06 @ 5:18 pm)
Very lucky indeed! We’re off to Venice in a few weeks, can’t wait.
(03.02.06 @ 6:57 pm)
half asleep tonight, that was me!
(03.02.06 @ 6:58 pm)
I know how lucky I am, thanks. The holiday will be nice, but I can’t wait for the asparagus!
(03.02.06 @ 7:50 pm)