A
dull day of dullness today.
We
had our two nice days of Spring, now it’s back to the traditional British
cover-all climate – grey, cloudy, dull, repetitive, drizzly, damp, dire.
I’m
looking forward to Easter. I still get a little rush of excitement when I know
the Easter Holidays are starting. I’m not sure why – I left school two decades
ago. I guess it’s a reminder of times when those two weeks off tended to
coincide with an upturn in the weather. I remember a number of Good Fridays
spent playing outside til late evening. It probably only happened once, but
that’s the beauty of a good imagination combined with a sketchy memory – I can
create a fantasy past without having to remind myself it didn’t really happen.
Philippa
is super-extra-excited too. Now she works at a doctor’s surgery she’ll actually
get a 4-day weekend! She’s only ever known the world of decorating retail so
she’s always had to work most days over Easter. Bank Holidays, after all, mean
bugger all to a money-loving business-owning father-of-six or his employees.
It’s just an opportunity to sell stuff to the other people who do have
time off but a complete lack of idea about how to spend it. We’re trained to be
so work-obsessed that we struggle to fill extra leisure time, and end up just
copying what everyone else does – be it gardening on May Day, barbecuing on the
first hot weekend in July or, in this case, decorating over Easter.
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